Rebirth: Pampered Wife’s Counterattack Chapter 3: Want To Punch

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

Though the hospital room seemed quite roomy, Bai Chenxi’s bed actually stood right behind the curtains beside them. He continued resting there.

He couldn’t peer through the curtains, yet their voices reached him clearly.

Memories flooded back of the first time Bai Qinghao had seized her forcefully in her previous life.

That ordeal had proven utterly harrowing. Consequently, even after marriage, fear of him lingered in her for ages.

Indeed, the humiliation of losing her virginity had nearly shattered her psyche. She had burned with the desire to end Bai Qinghao!

She had even tried to carry it out.

Her eyes drifted to the fruit knife on the bedside table. Back in her last life, she had snatched that blade and lunged at Bai Qinghao. Though he dodged somewhat, she still wounded his abdomen.

Later on, he skipped adequate treatment for the stab. Over the ensuing years, rain always brought agony to that lingering scar.

She figured he kept it untreated to etch deep the pain she inflicted and the fierce hatred she harbored.

Regret now consumed her utterly for those deeds.

She sniffled, peering down at her body... what a sight...

Her current weight... topped at least 108 kilograms. She outweighed a pig!

Moreover, layers upon layers of fat blanketed her petite build—her torso, arms, and legs...

Once, her skin glowed fair and smooth. But to repulse Bai Qinghao, she had deliberately sunned herself until it turned dark.

Her present form scorched her own gaze. She marveled that Bai Qinghao could even touch her.

One hand rose to her face, sensing the tiny pimples instantly. No mirror needed; she knew her pockmarked look screamed ugliness.

Just before blindness struck, she discovered that shedding pounds, healing her sun-damaged skin, and curing her acne revealed her true beauty. This lifetime, she must shed the weight fast and restore herself to reclaim that allure.

Flashbacks from her prior life surged in her thoughts. Another look at the knife sent her yanking the blankets over. She cocooned her bare form snugly, head alone protruding.

For starters, she desperately craved clothes...

However...

Her eyes fell on the shredded hospital gown discarded on the floor. Bai Qinghao had ripped it to pieces. No chance of wearing it now.

Bai Qinghao caught her staring at the knife. His icy gaze sharpened instantly.

He assumed she plotted to stab him.

Right then, his face darkened to a terrifying degree.

She had secretly run off with Bai Chenxi, and now plotted his murder!

Fists clenched hard, nails bit into his flesh.

He fought the impulse to throttle her, yet the restraint proved overwhelming, bulging veins across his brow.

Crack, crack, crack!

The crisp pops from Bai Qinghao’s knuckles rang in Fang Xinxin’s ears. It was obvious he itched to strike.