After I cancelled my bank card, my colleague panicked

Chapter 1

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After I was reborn.

I clutched my ID and stormed into the bank.

I made sure that savings card, the one ending in 666, was canceled, completely and irrevocably.

In my past life, Gareth always claimed he was short on cash for his business, constantly borrowing my card to funnel money through.

I was so blinded by love back then; I even set the password to his birthday.

It wasn't until the debt collectors kicked down my door that I saw my name listed as the emergency contact on all the loan agreements.

Every deposit in my bank statement flowed straight into Gareth’s gaming accounts and luxury boutiques.

I took the transfer records to confront him.

He was there, arm around his new girlfriend, trying on a Rolex he’d just bought with *my* card.

During our argument, he shoved me. The moment my head hit the sharp edge of the counter, I saw a message pop up on his phone:

"Mr. Evans, the online loan applied for using Ms. Reed's information has been approved."

Then, I opened my eyes again.

The calendar on my office desk had just flipped to the day Gareth first asked to borrow my card. His SnapChat was still flashing on my phone:

"Baby, can I borrow your card for a quick transfer? I'll pay you back immediately."

Would I be that stupid this time?

Gareth Evans, you just wait. You’re about to reap what you sow!