Reborn in the Enemy's Embrace

Based on the clues I had gathered so far, it was evident that Sofia had intentionally

Imitated me to marry Dexter.

In that case, why would she choose to take the pills and attempt suicide on her wedding day after achieving her goal?

Meanwhile, Dexter didn’t seem as surprised as I was. Was he aware of Sofia’s suicide?

"Sofia, I have to get back to work now. Call me if you need anything, okay?" Judy said before heading to the second floor.

I nodded, then asked Dexter in a hushed tone, "Weren’t you surprised? Why did Sofia get so many pills from the nurse?"

Dexter lowered his gaze and tightened his grip on my hand. "Who in their right mind would marry me?"

I was startled by his words. It had almost slipped my mind.

Before I was reincarnated, Dexter was just some dirty, crazy tramp. Of course, no ladies would want to marry him.

But then again, why had Sofia gone to such great lengths to imitate me in order to get close to Dexter?

After taking Dexter back to the ward, I told him I was going out to buy dinner. That gave me the chance to slip away and meet the nurse on the second floor.

Judy, who happened to be at the nurse’s station, was rather surprised to see me. "Sofia, I thought you had gone home."

"Well, actually... About the medicine you gave me the other day... I took it... "I whispered to her.

Judy’s expression turned pale with fright. "I–I didn’t give you those pills myself. They were prescribed by the doctor for your grandmother’s heart condition. Don’t get me in trouble."

I waved my hands. "That’s not what I meant. When I woke up the other day, I had forgotten a lot of things. Do you know why I would want to kill myself?"

Judy was taken aback for a moment before asking in a hushed tone, "Have you lost your memory, Sofia?" I nodded.

"Well, you mentioned that your grandmother was making you do things you didn’t want to and your biological parents were forcing you to marry someone against your will. It seemed like everyone was threatening you, but you didn’t tell me the specifics..."

I was startled for a moment. Nodding, I said, "I see. Thank you, Judy."

"No problem, Sofia... But don’t keep all of that bottled up inside. You mentioned before that you like to write in your diary when you don’t have friends to confide in."

"Why don’t you write down everything that’s bothering you and let it out? These difficult times will eventually pass," Judy comforted me gently.

I replied with a smile, "Okay."

With that, I left the hospital and headed to the Miller residence.

Charles sat on the couch. Glancing at the newspaper, he casually asked, "Why are you back today? How’s everything at the Black family? Why didn’t you answer my calls when I tried to reach you before? Are you aware that the Black Group has sent your sister, Annie, out to oversee projects?"

Ewan actually sent Ann, the princess of the Miller, to oversee projects under the sun? I could foresee her fragile skin peeling off every three days.

Ignoring Charles, I headed to Sofia’s room, only to find that all her belongings had been replaced by Ann’s clothes and shoes.

Furrowing my brows, I came out of the room and asked, "Where are my things?"

Charles replied indifferently, "Oh, since you’ve married into the Blacks, Annie took over your room. Your mother had someone move all your belongings to the garage."

I felt a lump in my throat, finding the way these people treated Sofia unbelievable. It was no wonder she chose to end her life.

Nevertheless, there were still mysteries awaiting me to solve.

Who had forced her to imitate me?

What happened to those homeless children?

How did she know Simon?

And did she have any connection with the murderer?

"My, my, if it isn’t my sister who married into a wealthy family?"

When I was heading out of the house, I bumped into Ann, who strutted in wearing high heels. Her skin was clearly tanned.

Ann questioned in an arrogant tone, "Why haven’t you and your dimwit Damien gotten stable positions in the company? You useless thing! Do you know I was targeted because I mentioned that dimwit’s name?"

"Poor Annie, she’s been through a lot lately," said Sofia’s mother, Nadia.

Judging by the mountains of luxury items being carried by the nanny, it seemed that Nadia had taken Ann out shopping to alleviate the stress of her recent harsh work life.

As Nadia passed by, she didn’t even spare me a glance. She treated Sofia as if she

didn’t exist.

How ironic. She cared so little about her biological daughter, Sofia, but pampered her adoptive daughter, Ann, like a princess.

Worrying that my emotions might cause low blood sugar, I took a deep breath and retrieved a few pieces of gum from my purse to chew on.

Heading to the garage, I rummaged through piles of junk until I found Sofia’s diary.

Flipping through its pages, I began to read, "Today was cloudy. Grandma Rosie asked me to send some buns to Uncle. I was so scared. Uncle made me take off my clothes when no one was around."

"I ran and told Grandma Rosie about it, but she said not to tell anyone or I would be worth less in the future."

"Today was rainy. Grandma Rosie mentioned taking me to Huma City Center to find my biological parents and demand the money they had supposedly spent on me over the years."

"Grandma Rosie took me to feed the homeless children again. Although she appeared kind, like a saint, I knew deep down she was a devil–a monster who harmed children."

"Then, Grandma Rosie declared those children were all sick, worthless, and unlucky. She wouldn’t feed them anymore, so I must save some money to buy them food."

"Today was sunny. Grandma Rosie suddenly announced that she had found my biological parents. She’s going to send me back to them."

"I’m so happy. Finally, I can leave this scary place behind."

I continued flipping through Sofia’s diary.

Today was sunny. My biological parents don’t seem to like me. They despise me because I grew up in the countryside. Ann dislikes me too.

"She looks down on me and refuses to ride with me because her classmate would laugh at her if she did. She, along with my classmates, isolated me."

"Today, Ann had someone trap me in the restroom again. They took off my clothes, forced" me to drink toilet water, and mocked me as rubbish and a fool from the countryside.

"Hang in there, Sofia. Just hang in there a little longer. When I graduate, I’ll leave this house immediately without going to college. I thought the countryside was hell, but it’s even scarier here."

"Today, Ann had the nanny give me spoiled sandwiches while she enjoyed nutritious meals specially prepared by our chefs. I was too hungry, so I brought the matter to Mom and Dad."

"However, Mom and Dad were displeased to hear about my complaint regarding the

sandwiches. They said I should be grateful for them because I used to have worse food back in the countryside."

"Ann retaliated against me for reporting her. She brought several male classmates to trap me in an alley on my way home from school. They took off my clothes and filmed me, forcing me to kneel and beg for mercy. I was so scared."

"Today, someone discovered that I was secretly feeding those homeless children. He claimed he could help me escape from this hell and even assist me in getting rid of those who have harmed me, on the condition that I follow his instructions."

"He instructed me to observe and imitate a woman named Sophia Milford."

"He requested a list from me, assuring me that he would eliminate the people on it. But I only had one chance,I didn’t believe him, but I still wanted to give it a try. So, I wrote down the name of a boy who often bullies me in class–Harvey Stone."

Today, Harvey Stone was absent from class. I learned after school that he died in an accident. He was struck by a flowerpot thrown by an 80–year–old man suffering from dementia while walking on the road. I’m terrified. Could it be because I gave his name to that person?"

"He approached me again, urging me to impersonate Sophia Milford so that I could take her place. I feel Sophia is just as unfortunate as me. I’ve been secretly observing her for a while now. I don’t want to hurt her."

"Today, I heard that Sophia went missing. I know that man is making his move. I’m terrified. I want to report it to the police. I went to the police station three times, but I couldn’t muster up the courage to go in."

"Will Sophia die? He says he wants me to marry a fool from the Black family in her place. I’m scared. I don’t want to replace anyone."

"Will Sophia die because of me? I never wanted to hurt anyone. Why does it have to be me? Is death my only escape from all this? If so, then I’ll take my chance."

Sofia’s diary filled every page of the notebook, its thickness a testament to the depths. of human depravity she chronicled.

As she collapsed under the weight of the burdens imposed upon her by these individuals, none were exempt from the taint of sin.

The Millers, Ann, and the man lurking in the shadows... All were manifestations of human wickedness.

"What are you doing here? Why is Mrs. Wealthy rummaging through trash at my house?"

Ann sneered as she stood at the entrance of the garage.

I turned to look at her, my gaze icy.

Step by step, I approached her, seizing her by the hair and pressing her against the wall.

A nail in the wall grazed her face, drawing blood.

At that moment, a chilling thought flashed through my mind. "If I were to kill her here, I’d better make sure I stuff her..."

Releasing her abruptly, I recoiled in panic.

What was I even thinking?

"Mom! Sofia’s gone mad! Mom!" Ann screamed in tears, trying to run away.

Almost instinctively, I yanked her hair and forced her to the ground.

In the next instant, my hand picked up a rusted nail, poised to silence her for good... Ann stared at me in horror, as though confronting a demon.