Tale of Two Lives

When I was reborn, Horace was pressing me down on the bed.

His phone rang with a piercing ringtone, interrupting him from undressing me. After seeing the caller ID, the desire in his eyes instantly disappeared.

Throwing a random bath towel on my body, he said, "Leave. My new girlfriend doesn't like it when I smell like someone else."

Without another word, I got dressed and left without any complaint.

In my past life, I wasn't willing to leave, and clung onto him, throwing away all my dignity, and I even became crippled after saving him during a car accident.