After her rebirth

Saskia felt like she'd been hit by a truck. Did Kieran set something up before she got here?

"You're so quick to divorce, is it for your lover?" Saskia's voice cracked. She wanted to scream and demand answers from Kieran, not caring how she looked. What did she do wrong?

Why did Kieran humiliate her in front of Wesley, completely disregarding her dignity?

Kieran's phone buzzed in his pocket. He glanced at it and quickly hung up, irritation flashing in his eyes. "We're getting divorced anyway, so it doesn't matter," he said. Kieran just wanted to get the divorce done and collect the $190,000 Katniss had promised him.

His tone was cold, his expression indifferent and impatient, leaving Saskia with no hope.

The gentle and refined Kieran she once knew seemed like a stranger now.

Saskia gave a bitter smile, "Fine."

Wesley grabbed Saskia's arm, "Good job. Saskia deserves better. I must've been blind not to see what a jerk you are!"

After cursing, Wesley pulled Saskia away. They wouldn't take Kieran's car.

Watching them walk away, Kieran was a bit surprised. He thought Saskia would cry and beg him not to divorce, given her usual timid and cowardly demeanor. Even when she knew he was cheating, she didn't dare to scold him.

But this was good too, he figured he could just use a few sweet words to get back together.

Wesley had been a teacher for so many years, he was so rigid, no wonder he could teach someone like Saskia.

Since all the paperwork was in order and both agreed to the divorce, the process went quickly. They walked out of the courthouse with their divorce decree.

Wesley, with a pale-faced Saskia in tow, hailed a cab without giving Kieran a second glance.

Kieran eagerly opened his phone and quickly called Katniss, "I've divorced. When will you pay the money?"

In a nearby Range Rover, Katniss saw Kieran calling her through the window and hung up.

She then looked up and asked Conrad in the front seat, "Have the police arrived?"

Conrad nodded, "As you instructed, the evidence against Kieran was handed over to the police half an hour ago. They should be here now."

Just as Conrad finished speaking, the sound of police sirens grew closer.

The police car stopped at the courthouse entrance, and several uniformed men got out. They looked at the furious Kieran, who was still on the phone, and said sternly, "You are Kieran, right? We're from the police department. You've been reported for embezzlement and misappropriation of public funds. We need you to come with us for an investigation."

"Who reported me?" Kieran's face turned pale, his voice trembling, "Please give me a little more time, I just want one phone call!"

As he spoke, Kieran backed away while frantically dialing, but all he got was a cold, unfeeling busy signal.

The cops exchanged glances, then moved in to restrain Kieran. They twisted his arm behind his back, ignoring his shouts, and slapped the cuffs on him before shoving him into the car.

His phone hit the ground, the battery popping out.

Kieran was in a daze, his eyes bloodshot and swollen, like he was at the end of his rope, staring into an abyss.

He was so close to getting the money. Why couldn't they wait a little longer?

In the Range Rover, Katniss rolled down the window, watching coldly as Kieran was taken away. A sense of satisfaction finally rose within her.

Getting Kieran to divorce Saskia and throwing him in jail for a few years was worth the $10,000.

Her past life was painful, a result of her own obsession with family.

But Saskia shouldn't end up like she did in the past. Saskia was gentle and kind, never did anything wrong. She deserved a better, happier life.

The cold wind blew into the car, stinging Katniss's face, but she didn't mind. She even smiled.

She knocked on the back of the front seat. "Let's head back to school. I have a class."

Katniss leaned against the car window and closed her eyes, thinking about which top-notch economic lawyers in Luminous City she could hire to sue Kieran, hoping to keep him in prison for decades to ease her hatred. About twenty minutes later, they were almost at the school.

Having finally dealt with Kieran, Katniss figured Wesley and Saskia should be home by now, so she called Wesley.

But it was Daphne who answered, and she was crying.

"Daphne, what's wrong?" Katniss immediately felt a pang of worry.

Daphne choked up, then couldn't hold back her sobs, "Saskia fell from upstairs. She's in critical condition."

Katniss felt like her heart was being ripped out of her chest.

Her breath hitched, and she stood up abruptly, "Daphne, which hospital are you at? I'm coming right now!"

"Tranquil Hospital. I'll meet you at the entrance," Daphne replied. After hanging up, Katniss immediately told Conrad, "Go to Tranquil Hospital."

The car fell into a tense silence.

Twelve minutes later, Katniss arrived at the hospital.

Daphne was already waiting at the entrance. Seeing Katniss, she rushed over and grabbed her hand, almost collapsing. "Katniss, what do we do? The doctor said Saskia won't make it and asked us to sign a DNR." Katniss's eyes darkened. As a medical student, she knew exactly what signing a DNR meant.

Outside the emergency room, Wesley was already slumped on the floor. The man looked like a small, crumpled heap.

Anna was crying, slapping her thigh.

Micah, pale-faced, was pleading with the doctor, "Please try to save her again. I'll pay whatever it takes!"

Katniss bit her lip, looking around in confusion. Why?

Why did Saskia still jump?

Why did it end up the same as in her past life?

Ellen, who had been waiting in the ward for Kieran, suddenly appeared, "The doctor said there's no way to save her. Why are you wasting money? Just sign the papers!"

"What did you say!" Micah, already hot-tempered, turned around, eyes bloodshot, ready to unleash his fury.