After failing the Bar Exam six times, I finally passed. But the moment I got my license, I transmigrated into a trashy romance novel—specifically, the kind where the female lead gets tortured, abused, and framed for everything. In this world, getting kicked and slapped is a Tuesday. Miscarriages and forced organ donations are just plot points. I used to read this book as a "what not to do" legal case study. Now, God has given me a chance to practice law in the field. So, staring at the "White Moonlight" (the hero's first love) who was about to frame me for my own miscarriage, I pulled out my phone and started screaming: "Help! Murder! The mistress is trying to kill the pregnant wife!" It's time to teach these law-illiterate idiots a lesson. 1 When I woke up in this world, I was in a hospital bed, the smell of disinfectant stinging my nose. "Ugh," I wrinkled my nose. Standing by my bed was a tall figure in a black trench coat, his voice icy cold. "Stop pretending to be dead. Get up and apologize to Bella." That line sounded familiar. Wasn't this the trashy novel I read before bed? Caleb Vance stood there against the light, hands in his pockets, posing like he was in a photoshoot. In the original story, Caleb and the heroine, Sarah, were in a loveless marriage. Sarah secretly loved him, and Caleb was unknowingly falling for her—until his first love, Bella, returned from abroad. Bella drugged Caleb to sleep with him but accidentally sent him into Sarah's bed. She then framed Sarah for the drugging. Sarah couldn't explain herself, and the misunderstanding deepened. From that night, Sarah got pregnant. But Bella showed up, deliberately provoked her, and pushed her down the stairs, causing a miscarriage. And now this jerk wants me to apologize to Bella? I'm not the original Sarah. I'm here to clean house. I frowned impatiently. "Apologize my ass!" Caleb froze. "You finally stopped pretending? Bella was right. Your gentleness was all an act!" He stepped forward and grabbed my arm. "You fell down the stairs yourself and framed Bella! She's so guilty she hasn't eaten since you passed out. Have some conscience and apologize to her!" Get your hands off me! I yanked my arm back. My vision blurred—this body was still weak from the miscarriage. I glanced at him and held out my hand. "Give me your phone." Caleb frowned, seeing my pale face. A flicker of pity crossed his eyes as he pulled out his phone. "Apologizing over the phone is fine too. Given your condition, I'll let it slide this time..." Before he could finish, I snatched the phone and dialed three numbers. 9-1-1. "Hello? I want to report an assault." Caleb: ? The police arrived quickly. I cleared my throat and started wailing. "Officer, help me!" I pointed a shaking finger at a confused Caleb. "My husband is cheating on me! His mistress pushed me down the stairs! My baby is gone! Boohoohoo! My poor baby!" Caleb's face turned green. Under the officers' stern gaze, he stammered, "I didn't... I wasn't..." "Caleb..." Everyone turned. Bella stood at the door in a white dress, looking fragile and pitiful. God, she can act. I decided to strike first. I ripped the IV out of my hand, curled into a ball at the foot of the bed, messed up my hair, and screamed: "Help! She's here! The murderer is here! She's going to kill me! She killed my baby!" Bella's carefully curated "fragile" expression cracked. Caleb moved to comfort her, but the lead officer blocked him. "Sir, the victim has accused both of you of assault. Please step back." Bella: "?" Another officer approached to calm me down. I hid behind him, trembling. "She pushed me. My baby was only three months old... he never even saw the world." Caleb roared, "Sarah! Stop lying! You fell yourself! How dare you call the police! Filing a false report is a crime!" I looked at the officer with teary eyes. "It's true. Since I got pregnant, I installed cameras all over the house for safety. You can check the footage!" The officer nodded and sent a colleague to retrieve the video. Bella turned pale. She thought there were no witnesses. The original heroine was stubborn and never used the evidence she had. But I'm not her. The police returned quickly. The body cam footage clearly showed Bella backing me into a corner and shoving me down the stairs. Bella's legs gave out, and she collapsed to the floor. Caleb mumbled, "Impossible... Bella really killed my child..." Bella crawled to him, grabbing his pant leg. "Caleb, I didn't mean to! I just wanted her to stop hogging you! I didn't mean to kill the baby! Forgive me, please!" I couldn't take it anymore. "Are you delusional? Who are you asking forgiveness from? I was the one pushed! I lost the baby! I am the victim lying in this bed! You're crying at the wrong grave, you idiot!" Bella: "?" Caleb: "?" Police: "???" Oops, forgot my character. I clutched my stomach and wailed, "Officer, the evidence is solid! Bella attempted to murder me! I want to press charges! She's dangerous! I'm so scared!" Despite my terrible acting, the evidence was irrefutable. Bella was taken away in handcuffs. Caleb stared blankly as Bella was dragged out. What are you looking at? You're next. I lay back down. "Caleb, I want a divorce." Caleb's lip trembled. "Divorce? What right do you have to ask for a divorce?" Ah, the classic CEO line. I grabbed the glass of water from the nightstand and chucked it at his forehead. "You think having money makes you an emperor? You think you own me? I have every right to divorce you! It's a legal right, not a favor you grant! Tomorrow I'm sending the papers. If you don't sign, I'll release the footage! 'CEO of Vance Group cheats on wife, mistress kills unborn heir!' Let's see how your stock price likes that!" Blood trickled down Caleb's forehead. He looked more disheveled than he ever had in his life. "Sarah... you shouldn't be like this." I laughed coldly. "Then what should I be like? A doormat? Letting you and your mistress walk all over me? Smiling while you cheat? Go to hell. No one is going to spoil you forever. I'm not your mother!" Caleb left, looking like a lost soul. My chest suddenly ached. I realized it was the original owner's lingering feelings. Stop hurting. He's not worth it. 2 Bella was detained for 15 days for assault. She avoided prison likely due to Caleb's connections. The day after I called the police, I hired a lawyer to draft the divorce papers, clearly dividing our assets. I never understood why heroines in these novels always leave with nothing to prove their "purity." I was tortured physically and mentally—I deserve half his fortune and emotional damages! Unfortunately, Caleb refused to sign. After days of stalling, he sent his mother—my mother-in-law—to persuade me. Mrs. Vance sat there in her Chanel suit, sipping coffee. "I know Caleb was wrong. But in our circle, men have needs. It's just a fling. Calling the police was too much. You embarrassed the family." Wow. The audacity. I picked up my coffee and threw it in her face. "AHHHH!" Mrs. Vance shrieked, brown liquid dripping from her expensive hair and suit. "Sarah! Are you crazy?!" "Yes! Driven crazy by your shameless family! Your son cheated and killed his own child, and you're telling me to calm down? Are you even human?!" "You..." "You what?! You raised a son who grew up to be a cheater and a murderer-by-proxy! Do you take no responsibility as a mother?" "I..." "Shut up! 'Men have needs'? I seem to recall when your husband had an affair with a starlet, you threatened to hang yourself! Rules for thee but not for me? If you're so magnanimous, why didn't you throw them a wedding?" "He..." "He nothing! I'm divorcing him! I'm taking half the assets! Be grateful I'm not suing your whole family for emotional distress!" Mrs. Vance's face darkened. She waved to her bodyguards. "Take this ungrateful woman to the basement! I need to teach her some manners!" The basement? I remembered now. This old hag used to lock the original Sarah in the basement to "discipline" her. Illegal imprisonment? I pulled out my phone and dialed 911. "Hello? I'm at the Vance Estate in East District! My mother-in-law is trying to imprison me! Help!" Mrs. Vance froze. "What are you doing?" I sneered. "Giving you a lesson in civilization." The police arrived efficiently. The lead officer looked between us with a complicated expression. "You again?" I hid behind him. "Yes, officer! This is my mother-in-law. She's trying to lock me in the basement because I want to divorce her cheating son!" The officer frowned at Mrs. Vance. "Ma'am?" "I... I was just scaring her..." "Lies! If I hadn't called, I'd be in the dungeon right now!" I played the recording on my phone. "Officer, listen!" The recording clearly captured her ordering the bodyguards to seize me. The officer looked stern. "Ma'am, this isn't the feudal era. Restricting personal freedom is a crime." Mrs. Vance wilted. "I didn't actually do it..." "Threatening is also illegal!" Mrs. Vance, with messy hair and coffee-stained Chanel, got a 15-minute lecture from the police. I knew they couldn't arrest her for a threat, but the humiliation was enough. As we left, the lead officer looked at me with deep sympathy. "Life is hard. Stay strong." "Thank you, officer. Sorry for the trouble." Watching the police car leave, I sighed. "God bless the legal system." 3 Caleb kept stalling. Bella was anxious too. She tried to cause trouble, but I wasn't the original Sarah. She released snakes in my new apartment. I had cameras. I called the police. "Yes, it's me. Bella is trying to kill me with snakes." She spread rumors online that I was the mistress, doxxing me. I called the police. "Officer, I'm being cyberbullied and doxxed. I'm suicidal!" Bella went back to jail for another 15 days. During those 15 days, Caleb stalked me like a ghost. "What the hell do you want?" I met him at a cafe. He looked thinner. "I misunderstood you. I didn't know Bella was like that. I apologize." "Accepted. Bye." "Sarah, wait." Caleb looked at me intensely. "You've changed." Here we go. I rolled my eyes. "Changed how? Not a doormat anymore?" Caleb smiled bitterly. "You don't love me anymore." I nodded solemnly. "Correct." "Why?" WHY?! "Are you serious? You cheated. You let your mistress kill my baby. And you ask why? Are your brains in your pants? Use the head on your shoulders for once!" Caleb sat there, stunned. I felt better after venting. "Sign the papers. Or I sue." Of course, the donkey didn't sign. When Bella got out, he still refused. I hired the best divorce lawyer money could buy and sued. In court, my lawyer presented everything. Bella's framing, the snake incident, the cyberbullying. Plus Caleb's cold texts to the original Sarah and Mrs. Vance's abuse. "Defendant Caleb Vance failed his duties as a husband. His infidelity and enabling of Bella led to my client's physical and mental trauma, including the loss of her unborn child. We request a divorce and a favorable division of assets!" I gave my lawyer a thumbs up mentally. The court granted the divorce and divided the assets fairly. Walking out of the courthouse, the sun felt brighter. Caleb stumbled after me, trying to grab my hand. I dodged. "Sir, we are no longer married. Don't touch me, or I'll sue for harassment." Caleb looked lost. "Sarah... I realized I love you. My feelings for Bella were just nostalgia... I..." "Stop! That's disgusting, Ex-Hubby." "I regret not cherishing you. I'll make it up to you!" I was already walking away. Just give me the money. 4 Caleb was serious about "making it up to me." He sent flowers daily. Left jewelry at my door. Sent gourmet breakfasts. It was annoying. I fed the breakfasts to stray dogs. I stuck the flowers in public planters. I sent the jewelry to his mother via courier. (Heard she fainted from anger). I felt no lingering emotions from the original Sarah. She had truly let go. One day, after shopping, Caleb was stalking me again. I called the police. "Officer, I'm being stalked." Caleb: "..." The police found him squatting by a telephone pole. Officer: "Again?!" Caleb: "I just want to win her back." Officer: "1. Too late. 2. This is harassment!" Caleb promised to stop. The officer patted my shoulder. "Hope you escape this mess soon." Caleb watched me from afar. "Sarah, can I ask one question?" "Ask." "Are you really Sarah?"
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