
Scarlet Feathers: Her Vengeful Grace
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Introduction
The first step on her path to revenge is to seduce the man her husband’s lover is infatuated with, so that she can understand the pain of having her beloved taken away.
Balthazar: “Selena, did you ever love me?”
Chapter 1
Selena staggered as she opened her eyes and found herself standing in the middle of a bustling street. She was wearing a tight red dress that revealed her perfect curves—large chest, slim waist, round hips. Combined with her flawless beauty, she instantly became the center of attention for everyone around.
Men passing by couldn't resist turning their heads to look at Selena, even ignoring the girlfriends walking beside them. Some even seemed to want to approach her but didn't dare, for she radiated an aura of both seductive allure and purity, making them only want to worship her.
"Hmph, what's the point of being beautiful if your entire body is full of silicone?"
A woman's voice echoed beside her, loud enough that Selena couldn't help but glance over. The woman deliberately raised her voice so she would hear it.
A hint of confusion appeared in Selena's eyes as she asked, "Do you really think I'm beautiful?"
The other woman, expecting Selena to retort angrily, was caught off guard by her question.
"Do you have a mirror? Can I borrow it?"
As Selena spoke, she approached the woman. Women often harbor jealousy towards one another, but they are just as easily captivated by beauty. For reasons unknown, the woman obediently handed her a mirror.
Holding the mirror, Selena gazed at the impossibly beautiful face staring back at her. So, Rabanut had kept his promise. He had returned her to her original world after she bore him two children.
Selena had once been an ordinary girl, if not downright plain. She lacked beauty, education, or a career. Right after graduating high school, she married the eldest grandson of an ancient family—a marriage arranged because her father had saved the family head’s life in his youth.
But the marriage had brought her nothing but misery. For two years, Selena endured her husband's disdain and her in-laws' contempt. She tolerated it for the sake of her parents and younger brother, who was still in school. Yet, when her husband’s first love returned from abroad, they shamelessly flaunted their affair in front of her. If it weren’t for her grandfather-in-law's firm opposition, she would have been thrown out onto the streets long ago.
Despite all her endurance, one day, she was kidnapped and thrown into the ocean. She didn’t have to guess who was behind it. As long as she was alive, the other woman would always be just a sugar baby. So naturally, she had to die.
But she didn’t. Instead, she signed a pact to sell her soul to Caesar—the demonic ruler—and became his sexual slave. Initially, she was terrified of him, because demons had always been creatures that spread evil in the world. Therefore, when she signed the pact to sell her soul, she had already resigned herself to the idea that she would suffer in hell, just to have the chance to be reborn in the human world.
But Caesar treated her very well, offering her the love she had never experienced from her ex-husband. And after three years with Caesar, she fell in love with him.
However, perhaps God didn’t want her to be happy, for during a battle, Caesar transformed into the supreme god Rabanut, and at the same time, he forgot the love he had for her.
He then took her to heaven, a place inhabited by winged creatures, beings resembling the angels from films. She became the servant of the supreme god Rabanut.
Over the more than ten years in this heavenly realm, Selena was granted many things—extraordinary beauty and superior intelligence. But an ironic twist of fate occurred when she became pregnant with his child.
To be precise, Selena was forced to become a true sexual slave for Rabanut. Though he had countless lovers, none had ever borne him a child—until Selena suddenly became pregnant. She gave birth to not just one, but two of his children..
As soon as she gave birth, Rabanut immediately cast her back to the human world. It made sense. How could a supreme god let a lowly human be the mother of his children?
Selena gazed up at the sky, tears falling down her face.
"Hey, are you alright?" The woman gently shook Selena.
Sensing something, the woman pulled Selena into a quiet corner and asked, "Were you kidnapped? Did you just escape? Should I take you to the police station?"
Selena shook her head, her tears still clinging to her cheeks. She asked, "What day is it today?"
Suspicion filled the woman's eyes as she replied, "December 24, 2023."
Selena was stunned. When she was thrown into the ocean, it had been 2022. So, thirteen years in heaven equaled just one year on Earth?
Noticing Selena’s worsening emotional state, the woman handed her a business card and said, "My name is Sophia Winchester. Here’s my card. Call me if you feel unwell."
Selena accepted the card. Just as Sophia’s phone rang, she glanced down at it, then looked up—and Selena was gone.
Elsewhere, Selena used a bit of magic she had learned in heaven to teleport to a quieter street. She then took out a sparkling gemstone from her spatial ring and entered a nearby jewelry store.
The spatial ring was a gift from the supreme god Rabanut, given after she had pleased him in bed. Inside, it was filled with precious stones and gold, enough to ensure a life of luxury in the human world. She planned to sell one gem, take the money, and return home to support her parents and brother.
Though her heart ached for the two children she had just given birth to, Selena knew she couldn’t fight against Rabanut. So she decided to live well in this world instead.
A single uncut gemstone fetched over one hundred thousand. With hopeful anticipation, Selena took a bus back to her hometown. She imagined a joyful reunion with her family, but instead, she was greeted by the sight of white mourning cloths.
Panic surged through her as she rushed into the house, only to see her father’s portrait on the altar.
"Wha... what’s going on? What happened?"
Selena’s voice trembled as she screamed. Her legs gave out beneath her, and she collapsed. Mrs. Collin and Wyatt rushed to her aid, helping her up. Mrs. Collin asked, "Miss, are you alright?"
Selena looked up, tears pouring down her face. Grasping Mrs. Collin's arm, she sobbed, "What happened to Dad? Where is he? Why is his picture on the altar when he’s not dead?"
She refused to believe her father had died. She had visited her family just before she was thrown into the ocean, and her father had been healthy then. This had to be a mistake.
Mrs. Collin and Wyatt exchanged bewildered glances. They had no idea why this beautiful woman was crying so pitifully in their home. If she was a con artist, had she come to the wrong place? They had nothing left to steal.
"Sis, you’ve come to the wrong house," Wyatt said softly.
The woman’s face was so stunning that he unconsciously lowered his voice, not wanting to embarrass her.
Selena grabbed Wyatt’s arm in desperation. "It’s me, your sister Sele—"
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