Judged in the Court of Scumbags

Accused by his wife Charlene Weber in the Scumbag Court, the protagonist faces ten years in prison and total asset loss. While the public views Charlene as a devoted spouse, her victory would allow her to marry Joel Quinlan. However, acquittal brings the hero ten million dollars and good fortune while cursing Charlene with ugliness. Armed with memories from a past life, the reborn husband seeks to strip away her mask and prove his innocence in this high-stakes trial.

Chapters

Chapter 1

My wife, Charlene Weber, has taken me to the Scumbag Court.

If I'm found guilty, all my assets will be taken from me, and I'll face 10 years of imprisonment. Charlene, on the other hand, will get to marry her ideal man—Joel Quinlan—as she wishes.

If I'm acquitted of all charges, Charlene will be made to divorce me without alimony. She'll also be cursed with bad luck and disfigured so badly she'll be the ugliest woman in the world.

Conversely, I'll be given 10 million dollars in reparations and gain a lifetime's worth of good luck.

Everyone is advising me to admit to my mistakes, but only because Charlene has always been a virtuous, devoted wife in their eyes. They think that there must surely be some complicated grievances between us at the moment.

However, they are unaware that I've been reborn.

This time, I'm going to tear off Charlene's mask of hypocrisy.

I stood in the defendant's seat in Scumbag Court as a bailiff put the memory-retrieval helmet on me.

The judge, Aiden Faire, mechanically informed me of the precautions, "Once the Judgement Helmet has been worn, you'll be deemed guilty if you back out midway. Your life will be forfeit. Are you sure you wish to put on the helmet, Hanson Quill?"

My heart did not waver in the slightest. I nodded firmly.

Charlene Weber looked at me with a trace of guilt in her eyes.

That was right. Charlene, my wife, whom I'd been married to for five years, had taken me to trial in Scumbag Court.

It was for no other reason than to divorce me, leaving me with nothing to my name. She wanted me chained and thrown into prison, after which she would take my money and live happily ever after with her dream man.

However, they had no idea that I'd been reborn.

In my previous life, I didn't wear the Judgement Helmet at all on account of our past affections. I pleaded guilty in the face of public opinion.

If I were found guilty, I'd simply lose my assets and be imprisoned for 10 years. On the other hand, Charlene would be disfigured and plagued with bad luck, and her life would be in danger.

At that time, I didn't know why she did it. I simply assumed she had misunderstood me because she didn't understand my straightforward and sometimes oblivious way of showing affection. I couldn't bear the thought of dooming her to such a terrible fate.

As such, I proved that I was a complete soft-hearted fool. I later learned that Charlene had gotten married to Joel Quinlan almost as soon as I was imprisoned. When I heard the news, the senior inmates were in the middle of banging my head incessantly against the cell's iron bars.

In the end, I was beaten to death in prison before I even finished my sentence.

"In that case, let us begin!" ordered Aiden.

There was a large screen above my head that was connected to similar displays throughout the country.

"Hold on!"

Charlene stood up hurriedly, attracting everyone's attention.

She then said pitifully to me, "It'll be painful to wear the Judgement Helmet, Hanson. I can't bear to see you suffer. If you admit to your crime, you'll only have to serve your sentence in prison.

"However, if the truth is made public, your reputation will remain ruined even after you're released. How are you going to continue living your life?"

As soon as the words left her mouth, everyone looked sympathetically at her.

"She's such a great woman. Why doesn't this scumbag know how to cherish her? He even had to be a cheating bastard. He really doesn't know how good he has it."

"I'm Charlene's neighbor. She's generally very approachable and treats Hanson really well. It's no exaggeration to claim that she's the kindest, most loving wife."

"That's right. Even now, this woman is speaking up for that scumbag. We're in favor of just convicting the cheating bastard and letting him rot in prison, Your Honor!"

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Action Modern Romance

8.3

Death Of A Marriage, Birth Of Revenge

8.3

My husband watched as my skin melted, scalded by boiling soup, yet his hands were busy comforting my attacker. Five years of marriage, built on a foundation of my family's power, crumbled with a single, brutal act of betrayal. He bought me off with a penthouse and a trust fund, but I tore out my IV and threw his charity back in his face. It was our fifth anniversary, but my husband, Ethan, remained distant, avoiding any talk of Chicago or the mafia protection my family once offered him. He then pushed a black velvet box across the table. Inside was a Separation and Property Division Agreement, not a diamond. He told me to sign for Ilene's security, offering millions. When I refused, Ilene hurled boiling soup. Ethan shielded her, not me, as the scalding liquid melted my dress. With second-degree burns, he blamed me, ordering me from our home for Ilene’s comfort. My family saved him, yet he sacrificed my body and marriage for another woman. The love I felt turned to ash. What kind of debt demanded my flesh and marriage? I ripped the IV from my arm, hurling his "charity" keys back. My diamond ring placed on the agreement, I walked away. From today on, Ethan, you and I are dead to each other.

Action Modern Romance

9.5

Doctor vagina's son

9.5

I had no choice but to return for vengeance. That man, who was supposed to be my father, abandoned my mother at the altar in favor of another woman. I despised him. He never bothered to look for me. My mother repeatedly told me that I reminded her of him. She always says, "I am a carbon copy of my father, and possibly worse." "Like a father, like a son," they always say. But this time, I returned to show him that "A son can defeat his father." And to do so, I had to be better. That is why I, Knight Angelo Knight, decided to become a gynecologist. But, in order to break his heart, I had to get my hands on either his wife, Bella, or Julia, the young girl he had raised for years. By the time I realized I wasn't just hurting him, but also her and myself... And it was a second chance that I pleaded for. But would she be able to forgive the man who dragged her to his bed to exact vengeance? And played games with her emotions? And, worst of all, took her virginity?

Action Modern Romance

8.9

His Savior Was Never My Sister

8.9

Victoria Castellano agrees to a forced marriage with the comatose heir of the rival Moretti family to secure a truce. In exchange, she demands her mother's legacy and the freedom of her bodyguard, Nicholas. After discovering Nicholas is a Rossi heir only protecting her to reach her half-sister, Isabella, Victoria cuts ties. She keeps one secret: she was the one who truly saved him from drowning years ago, not the woman he currently protects.

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8.2

I Hope You Burn

8.2

After pouring his life into a thermal shelter to survive a global heatwave, Will is betrayed by his fiancée, Janine. In his past life, he saved her from the lethal sun, only for her to execute him and claim he stole credit from her secretary, Mark. Following a brutal death and desecration, Will wakes up on the day of the disaster. This time, as the world begins to burn, he refuses to stop Janine from walking into the heat, choosing survival and vengeance over sacrifice.

Action Adventure Fantasy Modern Romance Sci-Fi

8.1

I'll Stand Tall While Your Clan Falls

8.1

During a high-stakes auction on Valentine's Day, Jerry is forced to witness his fiancée, Lily Compton, publicly disrespect their impending marriage. When her childhood friend Cecil places a massive bid for her virginity, Lily shamelessly accepts, dismissing the engagement as a mere business deal. Disgusted by her infidelity and lack of family honor, Jerry breaks off the union. He decides that since the Comptons treat their alliance like a game, he will use his power to ensure their total ruin.

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Judged in the Court of Scumbags

Chapter 1

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