Chapter 1

I woke up, and just like that, I was eighteen again, back to the days when I was the target of relentless bullying.

The school's golden boy, Julian, shielded me, his voice booming as he lectured my tormentors:

"Audrey is mine. Touch her, and you answer to me!"

The girls around us gasped, swooning over his knight-in-shining-armor moment.

A sharp, humorless laugh escaped my lips.

If only I didn't know that ten years later, this man would be my husband, bringing his mistress right into our home, flaunting their disgusting affair in my face, I might have cried tears of gratitude.

But too bad... I wasn't that pathetic, crybaby version of myself anymore.

The twenty-eight-year-old me was long gone!

Before Julian could even react, I quietly picked up a steel pipe from the ground. I flashed a chilling grin at my bullies:

"Do you know what a *real* psycho looks like?"

"Audrey, did you finally lose your mind after getting hit so many times?!"

Brittany sneered, spitting on the ground.

"Don't act all innocent. You just flaunt your chest, which is bigger than everyone else's, to hook up with guys, right?"

"Slut! Disgusting!"

"Who are you trying to scare with a broken pipe? Think you're in some gangster movie?"

Her gang of followers cackled along, their eyes filled with pure malice.

I ignored their taunts and just smiled.

"You're right," I murmured softly.

"If you're going to play the bad guy, you have to go all out."

The moment the words left my lips, I moved.

The steel pipe whistled through the air, smashing down without hesitation onto Brittany's raised arm.

*Crack!*

The crisp sound of bone breaking instantly drowned out all the other noise.

Then came Brittany's bloodcurdling shriek.

"Ah—my arm! My arm is broken!"

The color drained completely from her face.

She cradled her arm, twisted at a grotesque angle, tears and snot mixing as she wailed.

"Audrey! You psycho! You actually dared to…!"

The girls who had been so arrogant just moments ago, their smiles froze, replaced by terror!

They stared at me like I was a monster.

"Why wouldn't I dare? You bully me, and I'm not allowed to fight back?"

I weighed the steel pipe in my hand, a cold, dark expression twisting my lips.

Suddenly—

"Ah!"

Someone let out a high-pitched scream, and the girls scattered like startled pigeons.

They stumbled and scrambled, wishing for more legs, terrified that they would be the next one to be broken.

The narrow alley was instantly left with just Julian and me, and the widening puddle of blood on the ground.

He was completely stunned, his face a mask of disbelief.

In his eyes, I had always been sweet and innocent. He never imagined I would actually hit someone.

"Audrey, calm down, don't be impulsive…"

"Listen to me, put that down."

He reached out to grab me, but I swung my hand back, putting all my strength into a stinging slap across his face.

Five clear fingerprints rapidly appeared on his skin, a glaring red.

"Audrey!"

A flicker of raw fury flashed in his eyes.

I smirked internally.

There it was. That was the Julian I knew.

After we got married in my past life, he quickly showed his true colors, treating me like a mere toy to satisfy his desires.

Once he grew bored, he quickly found other women, even making me part of their twisted games.

Whenever I tried to resist him, he would look at me with that same glint in his eye.

But he quickly suppressed the anger, for no other reason than he still wanted me.

"Fine, you're wild enough."

"I like it."

A cold, thin smile stretched across his lips.

I couldn't be bothered to look at him again. I casually tossed aside the steel pipe, stained with blood and rust.

Like it?

Julian, this time, I'll make sure you *really* "like" it.