Crack!
The moment Dr. Hwang's hand touched Seo Yeon, just as he was about to inject the sedative, she seized his right wrist.
With a sharp twist, she snapped it backward.
The syringe clattered to the floor.
Dr. Hwang's hand dangled limply, bent at an unnatural angle, the crisp sound of bone breaking still hanging in the air.
"A—ah! M-my hand!" Dr. Hwang howled in agony.
"Dr. Hwang!"
The young nurses turned pale with shock.
The patient had gone completely wild—
not only assaulting the nurses, but breaking the doctor's hand!
Watching Dr. Hwang writhe in pain, Seo Yeon let out a cold, humorless laugh.
In her previous life, this unscrupulous doctor had taken her parents' money and thrown away every shred of medical ethics.
Ignoring her will, ignoring her terror, she forced Seo Yeon into the gender-transition surgery.
It was that filthy right hand that turned Seo Yeon into something neither male nor female—a twisted existence she never chose.
For Seo Yeon to break that hand… it wasn't unjust. Not in the slightest.
With the doctor screaming and the nurses scrambling around in panic, chaos flooded the operating room.
Using the confusion as cover, Seo Yeon hopped off the surgical bed and strode out of the operating room with long, steady steps.
Outside the operating room, the corridor was completely empty.
For a surgery this important, neither her parents nor her younger sister had shown up.
They were that confident—
that certain she would behave like a puppet on strings, letting them control her every move?
Or was it simply that whether she lived or died… meant nothing to them at all?
A cold laugh slipped past Seo Yeon's lips.
Of course.
To them, she was nothing but a tool—
a stepping stone for their marriage alliance and social climb.
Who cares about a tool?
Not coming was only natural.
Segment Title: Taking Back Her Life
Seo Yeon slowly turned her head toward the doors of the operating room.
Her gaze was ice-cold.
In her previous life, it was from this very room that her already miserable existence plunged into something far worse—
a descent into a darkness so deep she never found the way back.
This time, her life would be hers to control.
Seo Yeon tightened her fists.
The message was exactly the same as in her previous life—waiting in her inbox the moment she stepped out of the operating room.
In that past life, after being forced through the surgery, she'd been kept in the hospital for seven days to "recover."
The first thing she did after being discharged was fulfill Seo Yuhwa's wish.
She took the photos to Seo Yuhwa, only to be exposed on the spot by Yuhwa's best friend—
called a pervert who liked men, labeled a "bent" boy.
Using that accusation as justification, Seo Yuhwa went to the Seo family and broke off the engagement.
Because of the broken engagement, her parents had beaten her so severely her ribs fractured; she couldn't even crawl.
They ordered her to reconcile with Seo Yuhwa—or never return to the Seo household again.
She then spent half a month in the hospital.
Her parents and younger sister didn't visit her even once.
Before she was discharged, she had stood on the rooftop of the hospital, letting the wind brush past her.
Someone pushed her from behind.
From a height of more than ten meters, she fell—head first—dying on impact.
Her body shattered on the ground, blood and brain matter splattering across the pavement.
People passing by screamed, covering their mouths as they fled in horror.
She lay on the cold concrete for two days and one night, with nothing but a stranger's men's jacket draped over her body.
Her parents and younger sister came only after the hospital urged them three separate times to claim her corpse.
Even then, they simply paid someone to send her directly to the crematorium—
and didn't even bother to keep her ashes.