Chapter 1
I was reborn back to Christmas 1970, the Christmas when I took the SAT exam. After receiving my precious college acceptance letter, I sold it and used the money to dine at a fancy restaurant.
When my paralyzed husband Jacob Wood learned about this, he was so furious that he stood up immediately, while his beloved Aurora Ruiz kept hurling insults at me.
Watching their reactions, I burst into laughter.
In my previous life, Jacob had begged me to sell my acceptance letter to Aurora and use the money for his medical treatment.
I reluctantly agreed. After that, I stayed home taking care of Jacob’s parents, working on the farm, and caring for the paralyzed Jacob. So I had no idea that I was actually the long–lost biological daughter of General Alexander Taylor and his wife Valentina Taylor.
Alexander recognized my handwriting from the SAT papers and searched through the night for the test taker, hoping to find his missing daughter.
Aurora used my identity to reunite with the Taylor couple, transforming herself into the general’s daughter.
Fearing exposure, she conspired with Jacob to murder me with their own hands.
Only before my death did I discover that Jacob wasn’t paralyzed at all–everything they did was to steal my achievements.
When I opened my eyes again, I found Jacob pretending to fall and become paralyzed.
I smiled silently and sold my acceptance letter overnight to Ariana Sanders, the daughter of the town’s most domineering textile factory owner.
This time, I was eager to see how they’d compete with me.
Jacob’s voice rang out: “Honey, I heard your acceptance letter arrived.”
Hearing these familiar words, I smiled and said, “Yes.”
Jacob excitedly praised my intelligence. Then his eyes reddened: “If you go to the city for school, there’ll be no one to take care of a paralyzed person like me. I’ll just have to wait to die.
“By the way, I heard Aurora didn’t get into college and wants to buy an acceptance letter at a high price. Why don’t you sell yours to her and use the money for my treatment? That would be good for everyone.”
Before he finished speaking, I nodded repeatedly: “Okay, I’ll definitely sell it.”
Hearing this, Aurora, who had just arrived, smiled happily: “That’s wonderful, Kennedy Taylor. I thought you’d abandon Jacob to go to school.
“Since you’re willing, I’ll give you fifty dollars right now. Don’t refuse–you must use this money for Jacob’s medical care.”
Both were excited, their eyes full of anticipation.
I blinked and pushed away Aurora’s hand offering the money: “I will indeed sell the acceptance letter, but I never said I’d sell it to
you.
“I’ve already sold my acceptance letter and college spot to Ariana, the textile factory owner’s daughter. She gave me five hundred dollars. Now I’m going to the fancy restaurant in town for a feast, then to the agricultural cooperative to buy two bottles of spaghetti sauce. If you’re hungry, cook for yourselves.”
As I spoke, I pushed open the door to leave.
There was silence behind me for two seconds, then Jacob roared in disbelief: “Stop! Who gave you permission to sell that acceptance letter?”
Aurora immediately followed with angry curses, her face pale: “Kennedy, how can you be so shameless? That’s a spot countless people would beg for–how could you sell it without permission?”
