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I Dumped My Ungrateful Husband and Stepson

After dying forgotten while her husband and stepson celebrated their success, a woman is reborn to the moment her life took a wrong turn. In her past life, she sacrificed everything to support Charles Zimmer and his child, only to be discarded when his ex-wife returned. Now back in time, Charles offers marriage and a life in the city, but she sees through his empty promises. Choosing herself over an ungrateful family, she sets out to abandon the men who once conspired to leave her penniless.
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Chapter 3

In a few words, Charles had easily portrayed me as a greedy woman. It sounded like I had performed some shameless acts with him, and I was refusing to take responsibility after.

People started gossiping about me in a louder tone.

“Sophia, Charles is the most promising young man around here. He’s going to move up in the world. Why are you this picky?”

“Just stop making a scene. It’s already a stroke of luck to marry someone so capable.”

“If you keep making such a scene, no one would want to marry you.”

Charles appeared to be smug.

In front of everyone, he gave me a promise again.

“Trust me, Sophia. If you marry me, I’ll make sure you’ll enjoy a good life.”

He was confident of making me yield. After all, a woman’s reputation was everything.

I looked at him and suddenly burst out laughing.

“Fine. Since you two insist on slandering me, I don’t mind going to the police station with you now. Let’s see how they handle a case of defamation and harassment. I’m nobody. At most, I’ll face a few years of trouble myself. But you’re a college student…”

I purposely let my words hang in the air for a while. “Your future will be ruined.”

Instantly, Charles’ face turned pale. He started sweating. He anxiously changed his statement and tone.

“Don’t get the wrong idea, Sophia! The kid is simply talking nonsense. You can’t take him seriously!”

Jacob was unaware of the severity of the situation. He anxiously yelled, “No, I’m not talking nonsense. Dad, you…”

There was a clap. Charles slapped Jacob and cut him off.

Jacob was dumbfounded. He held his cheek and cried.

Charles grabbed his crying son and turned to the surrounding neighbors. He kept bowing and apologizing to them.

“I’m sorry, ladies and gentlemen. My son was ignorant and made that up! Nothing happened between Sophia and me. My mom was at home. She can vouch for that!”

But the neighbors still looked at me suspiciously and ambiguously.

I sneered. “Is this the norm now? If any woman refuses to marry someone, you threaten to ruin her reputation. What an amazing idea!”

I used a sharp tone and looked at the older women, who were warming up to the drama.

“I simply helped them because they looked pitiful. But I always brought along my nephew and niece whenever I went to their house. The kids can vouch for me. It looks like other young women should be careful too. When you kindly help someone, someday, don’t let them fraudulently take advantage of you.”

My words rapidly changed the atmosphere in the yard.

When they put themselves in my shoes, they could not picture the thought of their own daughters getting into such a mess.

Hence, Charles immediately became the target of scorn.

“Oh, Charles. Why are you this wicked? You’ve studied so much.”

“Yeah, you didn’t raise your kid well. He’s full of nonsense!”

Nothing mattered to Charles more than his reputation and future. His face turned scarlet under the barrage of criticisms.

He grabbed Jacob and ran away.

Claire put her hands on her waist and scolded the onlookers, who still refused to leave.

“Are you done having fun? If you keep gossiping about others like this, I’ll rip all of you new ones. Then, I’ll report this to the authorities that you’re ruining the reputation of a fallen hero’s family!”

The onlookers left in dismay.

Claire turned and poked my forehead for disappointing her. “Hey, you! You got yourself into this mess! Now, Charles refuses to let you go!”

I held her arm and tried to please her. Then, I grinned, “Don’t worry. I know how to deal with him.”

But she did not believe me. A sigh escaped her. “When your uncle’s home, I’ll make him find you a good family to avoid trouble.”

I remained silent. In the other timeline, Charles chose me because of my ongoing pension as the child of a fallen hero. He tried every means to plot against me.

Before our marriage, he asked for money from me, using the excuse of his paralyzed mother needing medical attention.

After marriage, his mother grew worse. She always sowed discord between my uncle’s family and me.

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