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Rebirth: Stubbornly Fufilling A Promise

'The famous mister truck strikes again.' A joke in her mind turned to reality. She thought that the famous mister truck would remain on those novels and anime's she had read and watched. But when it was her turn to have the chance in going back in time, she made a vow to mister truck. 'Okay mister truck, since you gave me a second chance I will make sure that this time I will succeed.' ***** This is the typical story of her being hated by the male lead. She was hated because he and his love couldn't be together for the fact that she and he ended up getting drunk one night and woke up beside each other the next day, NAKED. Indeed, cliché... It was only later that she found out that it was actually a plot of his mother who didn't like his lover for being poor and believes that she was a heiress. Once again a cliché route... But alas she was not, she was disowned by her family and had lived on her own for long. Don't get her wrong, she wasn't a villainess. She was simply trying to fulfill a promise. Now that she has the chance, she still chose to continue trying to fulfill her promise in this second life. What can she do? She was a stubborn person. But this time she has no plans on failing. She will... SAVE HIM... A cliché route? Nope not at all... Because she was not the cliché female lead either... ***** "Yes, yes, I am already tired of that as well. Don't worry I am stopping now, mama's boy." There was mock in her tone and he couldn't help but to turn red in anger. The phone in his hand was gripped tighter, his knuckles turning white. "You-" "Good bye, mama's boy." *BEEP BEEP* This was the very first time he became furiously speechless towards her. ***** When she opened her eyes, she saw him towering over her. "Hmmm isn't it that sleeping beauty will see the seven dwarves once she opens her eyes? Why am I seeing a giant?" He frowned at her words. At the same time she did. "Were there any dwarves in sleeping beauty?" ***** "It's the wicked witch, here to bully cinderella?" Then she muttered, "Oh no, I think that does not match. Was there a witch in cinderella?" The mother was gritting her teeth in anger while she contemplated on the story of cinderella if there was a witch in it. ***** "Do it." A gun was pointed at her temple but her eyes focused on his. She said only two words but her eyes were saying more. 'Trust yourself for you can do it.' She even tilted her head a little to the side without the gunman noticing. Now with only a space with the size of a pingpong ball, he aimed his gun. If he shoot that pingpong ball sized space perfectly, the man will die. If he don't then she will die. When he wavered and turned to look at her eyes, she was actually smiling and mouthed, 'You will be able to save me.' *BANG* *UPDATES DAILY* Do read my other stories: SHE'S THAT KNIGHT KNOWN AS ZERO (COMPLETED) VENGEANCE TO THE ROYAL ONES (COMPLETED) COMING FOR THE LAST FOURTEENTH (COMPLETED) RESTARTING CHAPTER BOOK FINALE (COMPLETED) VERACITY OF THE PAST (COMPLETED) LEFT BEHIND BY TIME (COMPLETED) LLAELLEN'S UPDATES (NEVER ENDING) Disclaimer: Cover photo not mine... Please message me if I needed to change it... Please support me on this page as well: https://patreon.com/user?u=52128033&utm_medium=unknown&utm_source=join_link&utm_campaign=creatorshare_creator&utm_content=copyLink

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CH. 232: She Is Holding Back

Heather raised her hand but once again she held back.

"Stop this already Heather."

Heather didn't reply to Wesley.

Wesley shook his head as well, "Stop staying in the past already."

He stood up and left.

She ended up sighing without another word.

A bit later a canned coffee was pushed towards her.

She furrowed her brows and looked back at Jasmine.

She had forgotten that the child was present during their conversation.

Looking at the canned coffee, she knew it came from the vending machine.

"How did you buy this?" she asked.

"Cheer up," the child instead said before leaving as well.

Heather blinked and chuckled in defeat.

'Seriously no matter how I change my mind, I keep coming back to feeling lost.'

She picked up the coffee, held it with both hands before leaning her forehead towards her hands.

As she closed her eyes, she reminisced about the past.

'Can you promise me one thing then?'