She smiled sweetly at me and her face was full of hypocrisy, "Mandy Jones, if you are in a hurry to go to work, just go first. I will accompany this old lady and wait for ambulance."
I pretended to hesitate, but she pushed me away by the arm.
"You go first, Mandy. Don't worry."
Seeing her attitude, which was completely different from her previous life, I knew that she had also been reborn.
Soon, she would meet my husband from my previous life, Phil Smith, in the hospital.
I pretended to hesitate for a moment, then said apologetically, "I'm going to be late for work, so I have to leave first. Be careful, Linda."
Turning around, I almost couldn't control the smile on my face.
Linda was still so stupid and only wanted to live on men.
Then it was her turn to marry the coward and violent Phil, give birth to a lively son with supermale syndrome, and stay with the Smiths to be tortured.
As for me, I would take advantage of the good fortune of rebirth to start a new good life.
In my previous life, I rushed up and called 911, but Linda made an excuse and left first because she was afraid of getting into trouble.
I accompanied Susan in the hospital and waited for her son Phil.