Rebirth: My Sister Stole My Rapist Husband Chapter 01

Rebirth: My Sister Stole My Rapist Husband Chapter 01 Cornfield Disgrace
In my previous life, I vanished on my way back to the village. When they found me, I was lying in a cornfield, disheveled and barely conscious, next to Luke Reed—the village rapist. My parents, Mason and Diana Bennett, were so ashamed that they gagged me, tied me up, and forced me to marry him that very day. Meanwhile, my sister Lila Bennett stole my identity and my university acceptance letter to Vancross, the capital of the country. For three years, the heirs of old money tore her apart—piece by piece, dignity by dignity. When she had nothing left, she climbed to the roof of the administration building and threw herself off. As for me, the truth didn’t surface until my second year of marriage. The assault had been orchestrated by Jace Reed—the bastard son his billionaire father had kept hidden. Once Luke was exonerated, he inherited a fortune and moved abroad with me. The village watched us leave, their envy sour as rot. In my new life, Lila was the first to sneak into the cornfield. By the time I arrived with the villagers, she was already in Luke’s arms—the same Luke who had been my husband in another life. At the sight of us, Lila announced with a triumphant grin, “Clara, he’s a catch. It’s my turn to marry him. As for you? You can just rot in that crappy college.” I stepped forward to pull her away, but Luke shoved me aside. He shielded Lila, glared at me, and snapped, “Who said you could touch her? Get out.” I swallowed the bitterness until it burned a hole in my chest. That very night, I boarded the train to Vancross. – Lila stood in the cornfield, her clothes torn, but her smile glowed like she’d already claimed the prize she’d spent years aching for. “Mom! Dad! I want to marry him! I’m going to marry him today!” At that moment, the triumph on Lila’s face cut me open. In my previous life, Lila had come to see me right before she died. She pretended to bring gifts. Then she barged into the villa, a knife in her hand, lunging at me in a fury that had curdled into madness. But before she could get anywhere near me, the bodyguards had pinned her to the ground without mercy. She struggled violently, hurling curses at me. “Clara! I watched you get drugged and dragged into the cornfield! I left you there on purpose. Waited until the next day to bring everyone to find you! I wanted your reputation ruined, so I can have your acceptance letter!” “I thought college would make me somebody.” She laughed and sobbed hysterically. “But those rich brats treated me like a dog! They ruined me. Forced me to drop out.” She screamed in madness, “Now I have nothing! So why do you, an illiterate woman married to a rapist, get a good life? I’ll never accept it!” “If I could do it all over again, I would never switch lives with you! The one who should’ve suffered in college… should’ve been you!” When the police came for her, she shoved them aside and ran—straight to the window. She jumped. Her life ended there. In this new life, she snuck into the cornfield first and threw herself at Luke while he was still drugged. By the time anyone could stop her, it was already done. Luke’s gaze was still hazy and unfocused. Yet the moment she mentioned marriage, a deep flush crept all the way to his ears. He looked down at her, his tone solemn yet clumsy. “I will take responsibility. I will treat you well for the rest of my life.” It was the exact same look he’d given me when he made those promises in my previous life. My parents exploded. They spun around and slapped me—so hard my face burned. “How could you do this to your own sister? If you’d just watched over her, how could she have ended up in the cornfield, violated by this beast? You ruined Lila! You should just die!” They rushed to Lila and swore she wouldn’t marry Luke. The villagers only knew a Bennett girl had been assaulted—not which one. So they could force me to take her place. Even though this life had taken a different shape, in the end I was still the sacrifice—the one left to bleed. Something in my chest froze solid. Lila whispered something to them. Mason’s and Diana’s faces shifted. They studied Luke—doubtful, hesitant—then finally nodded. “If what you say is true, then this marriage is for the best. And if it turns out to be a lie, you can run away later. We’ll have Clara come back to take your place…” – Lila seemed terrified I would steal Luke away. She insisted on holding the wedding feast that very night, and even forced me to help with the preparations. Everyone in the village knew Lila had been dragged into the cornfield and assaulted by Luke. Yet instead of seeking justice, she was dead set on marrying him. Disgusted, no one stepped inside. They gathered outside instead, hurling insults and sneering until their throats went raw.