Chapter 3

"Take off your clothes!"

"Yeah, yeah, take off your clothes!"

"Look at her, acting all innocent. She probably wanted to strip all along!"

Someone rushed at me and, before I could react, violently ripped open the buttons of my sleepwear.

The red birthmark on my shoulder and the red mole on my chest made the onlookers even more certain that I was the woman they were looking for.

A powerful wave of shame washed over me. I hugged my clothes to myself and crouched down.

"This is all a coincidence! I don't know any of them! Mom, Dad, please, get them out of here!"

Tears streamed down my cheeks as I looked to my parents for help.

But my parents, who had been sitting on the sofa, were nowhere to be seen.

Seeing that I couldn't find my parents, more and more people surged in.

They tackled me to the ground.

Some even started pulling down my pants.

"Let's see if she has a tattoo on her butt!"

Someone took advantage of the chaos, touching me inappropriately.

Nausea and helplessness overwhelmed me. I struggled with all my might.

But my wrists and ankles were held down tightly.

"She's had six kids and still has a body like that. She's a born slut."

"Wonder if it's all stretched out down there."

"Nope, still pink."

"Get off me! Get off me! All of you, get away! I'll call the cops!"

[Slap, slap, slap, slap!]

A man slapped my face hard four times. A metallic taste of blood filled my mouth.

"Call the cops? I'm the one who should be calling the cops! What's the difference between you and a hooker?!"

"Everyone here today gets a piece! One dollar a turn!"

"Me! Me!"

"Me! Me! I'll pay two dollars!"

The intense humiliation made me want to die.

But my entire body was pinned down, unable to move.

Was I truly helpless, even after being reborn?

"Eliza, I can't believe how depraved you are! I've been waiting for you at the hotel for ages, and you're here having a damn orgy with all these men!"

Daniel, looking deceptively charming in his suit, pushed through the crowd.

The disgust in his eyes was absolute.

But at this moment, he was the only person I could possibly appeal to.

"Daniel... help... help me..."

"Help you?! You've put me through so much, how do you even have the nerve to be alive?!"

He raised his foot and stomped hard on my face.

"Oh, so you're the groom today, huh?"

"Tsk, tsk Looks like you play around a lot too. You didn't even wipe your mouth after sneaking a bite."

"It just goes to show you, people always find their own kind, they really weren't wrong."

Daniel was pushed out of the living room by the other men.

Just then, police sirens wailed outside my house.

"It's her man who called the police!"

"No, no, not me."

Daniel was intimidated by their aggressive demeanor and kept shaking his head.

"I called them."

Chloe's voice stood out distinctly among the men's shouts.

I felt like I had found my lifeline.

She helped me clean up and change my clothes.

When I returned to the living room, the crowd of onlookers had disappeared.

Only the six men and six children remained.

Daniel cowered by the doorway.

And my parents were talking to the two police officers.

"It's all a misunderstanding, officers. My daughter, Eliza, is shameless. She's had so many children outside of marriage. My husband and I are utterly humiliated."

My dad hugged my mom, who was sobbing as she spoke.

Everyone looked at me with complex expressions the moment they saw me.

Daniel's anger was about to explode; he looked like he wanted to rush over and strangle me.