After Rebirth, I Let His Adopted Sister Destroy Him — Novel

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In a world where betrayal lurks beneath family ties, Queenie Simmons awakens to a second chance at life, armed with the knowledge of her past. Reborn on the Lantern Festival, she finds herself at the mercy of her husband's adopted sister, Corinne, whose sweet facade hides a venomous agenda. With her life in the balance, Queenie must navigate a treacherous web of deceit, manipulation, and unrelenting rivalry.

Will she continue to play the role of the dutiful wife or will she finally unleash the fire within her? As Corinne's schemes intensify, Queenie realizes that every small act of defiance could lead to devastating consequences. Shadows of the past loom large, and with each choice, the stakes rise higher. Can she outsmart the sister-in-law who once nearly ended her life, or will history repeat itself in the most unexpected ways?

With secrets waiting to be uncovered and relationships on the brink of collapse, Queenie's journey unfolds in a gripping tale of vengeance, survival, and ultimately, empowerment. In this battle for her own fate, will she emerge victorious or will she be consumed by the very darkness she seeks to escape?

After Rebirth, I Let His Adopted Sister Destroy HimChapter 1

On New Year's Eve, I'd just taken antibiotics for a high fever when my husband dragged me to the family reunion dinner. As everyone raised their glasses, I explained that I couldn't drink alcohol after taking the medication.

That's when my husband's adopted sister poured me a glass of what looked like juice.

"Here, Queenie Simmons—just toast with this instead."

Under my husband's watchful gaze, I downed the drink in one gulp.

The moment I finished, she let out a cold laugh.

"I mixed half a glass of liquor into that. See? You're perfectly fine. You were just looking for an excuse to snub our family, weren't you? Too bad for you—I don't let anyone get away with that."

My heart raced. I couldn't breathe. I spent three days in the hospital having my stomach pumped, hovering between life and death.

To "apologize," she offered to take care of me during my recovery. When I had a video conference with a business partner, I specifically asked her not to disturb me.

Halfway through the meeting, she barged into my room blasting music from a portable speaker, dancing like she was at a street fair.