My BFF Wants to Swap for My Prosperous Life, So I'll Gift Her a Hypermasculine Husband.
Chapter 1
Last life, my best friend gave me a longevity lock, a beautiful gold charm. Little did I know, once I put it on, it couldn't be taken off.
And then, I had a fever for seven straight days.
When I finally recovered, bad luck haunted my every step.
That's when I found out: my life of fortune had been swapped with her husband's fate of an early death.
From then on, they lived a blissful life where money seemed to roll in effortlessly, while I was left broke, struggling, and unlucky in everything. I barely lived to thirty before I was hit by a car and died in an accident.
As I lay dying, my older brother, Tyler, who suffered from XYY syndrome, let out a heart-wrenching cry and tried to shield me.
But it was no use. We both died that day.
Reborn, I opened my eyes to find myself back at the moment she was about to give me that longevity lock.
A cold smile touched my lips. If she wanted my prosperous life so badly, then I’d give her a husband with XYY syndrome.
“Happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you!”
The dorm door burst open with a bang, and my best friend, Brittany Hayes, walked in, holding a cake with lit candles.
That’s when my other roommates, Chloe and Ashley, realized it was my birthday.
“Oh my God, Brittany, you’re so thoughtful!” Chloe exclaimed.
“Cassidy, I'm so jealous you have a best friend like her,” Ashley added.
…
Brittany suppressed a smug grin, pretending to be bashful. “Oh, it’s nothing, isn’t it just what best friends do for Cassidy?”
She handed me a gift box and told me to open it to see if I liked it.
Inside was a golden longevity lock.
Everyone gasped in awe. “Wow, that must’ve cost a fortune!”
In my last life, I was first thrilled that Brittany remembered my birthday, and then utterly moved by such an expensive gift.
But I had no clue that this lock was a cursed charm!
Once it was on, it would swap my life with her boyfriend’s!
Back then, I suffered from a high fever for a whole week, with no warning, no reason. Doctors were stumped.
But once I got better, my luck turned sour. I became impoverished, couldn’t even afford food.
Meanwhile, her boyfriend started living the good life, with money literally falling into his laps, winning the lottery left and right.
I only lived ten more years after that before a car crash ended my life.
When I died, a fortune teller who had once read my future happened to pass by.
He said my life was destined for immense prosperity and boundless wealth. How could it have ended so miserably?
It was then I realized: my fate, from the moment she placed that lock on me when I was twenty, had been swapped!
Now, in front of me, Brittany’s eyes flickered with a ruthless smile, but she gently took out the lock.
“Cassidy, let me help you put it on.”
“I picked this gift out for so long; it’ll definitely suit you.”
My heart seized.
This lock had been custom-made.
If I put it on, I wouldn’t be able to take it off for the rest of my life!