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Villainess Becomes The Knight

Abigail Essendson, the prideful daughter of George Essendson, Duke of the Forchestire Empire, had everything, money, respect, a strong image in high society, and loving and caring parents. But she made a mistake, she accepted the proposal for marriage by the archduke, Gerard Wiltshire, cousin of the crown prince. The man wanted nothing but money to strengthen his power so that he could attack the crown prince, which eventually he did and took over the empire. And that was the fall of Abigail’s family too, who was loyal to the crown. Her whole family was killed in the massacre. Her brother sacrificed his life to save hers. She blamed herself for everything as she was the one who chose Gerard over the crown prince. She trained hard, as a strong knight she was. She tried to kill Gerard by herself, but alas, she wasn't that strong to handle his whole army. "Even if you will ever be reborn, you will never be able to defeat me. You and your family will die from my hands." Gerard laughed as she was taking her last breaths. "I will. I will come back later to take revenge and will snatch everything back from you." These were her last words when she died. But not like the books she read, she did not go back in time. Instead, she was born again in the 21st century as a doctor, but the guilt never left her alone. One day, as she tried to save a little girl, she got hit by a truck and was transmigrated back to her previous life as Abigail. At last, God finally listened to her pleas. After she woke up, she was back in her previous life when she was 16. Would she be able to fulfill her wish this time?

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"Abigail, where the hell are you?" I could hear him shouting but I was sure he could not see me anymore due to the darkness of the area. We were in the deepest part of the forest. It was too dark to see anything.

"Hundred, stop it." I shouted at the horse who had turned completely crazy. It started trotting high and I had to hold tightly to maintain my balance. 

As if the trigger had been pressed, hundred fully gave up. He trotted high in the air, and this time I was not not lucky enough to hold myself and fell from him.

His body finally gave up and he threw me on the ground and then fell himself.

I felt my body suddenly rising in the air. The smell of wet grass and soil filled my nose. The air was so soft and comforting that for a moment I forgot about my pain, but it hit hard when I finally fell on the ground.