Chapter 1

Three o'clock in the afternoon. Robin, a new colleague who'd just joined, suddenly tagged me in the company's SnapChat group with hundreds of people:

[That bitch at workstation 203, can you PLEASE stop typing? The noise is making me get gregnancy cramps!]

[My baby is sleeping in my belly. If you give him a concussion, I'll make your whole family pay with their lives!!]

I quickly explained that I was rushing to finish a proposal due soon, and that I was using a silent keyboard. But Robin wouldn't believe it, no matter what.

I patiently explained a few times, even applying to work in the hallway to avoid trouble.

What I didn't expect was that a week later, Robin would barge into the breakroom with a kettle of freshly boiled water and pour it all over my head.

I collapsed into the scorching puddle, my skin searing and tearing.

Robin still kept savagely slamming my head with a high heel, screaming hysterically:

"It's all your fault! I had a miscarriage! Your keyboard noise killed my son!!"

My vision blurred, and eventually, I lost consciousness—even in death, I couldn't figure out how a silent keyboard could kill someone.

When I opened my eyes again, I was back to the day Robin had cursed me in the group chat.

Facing those familiar curses, I didn't back down this time. I snapped back directly in the group:

"What pregnant woman act are you putting on?! You've got more between your legs than a woman do!"