
They Can Hear My Thoughts and Rewrite Their Fates!
Liligo · Ongoing · 57.2k Words
Introduction
But she doesn’t know that her classmates can hear her thoughts! And the moment they learn their fates, the wheels of destiny begin to turn…
Jennifer wants to help them, but she realizes something shocking before she can act—everyone’s fate has already changed. And somehow, all of it seems to be tied to her thoughts!
Who is controlling fate? Is her newfound power a gift from the heavens, or the start of something far more sinister?
Chapter 1
Jennifer fell ill and lay in bed for many days. When she finally recovered, she discovered that she had gained superpowers.
“Your father and I are going out for some alone time. Stay home, do the laundry, clean the house, and don’t forget to feed the pigeons...”
Scarlett nagged incessantly as she put on her high heels.
Jennifer, however, was staring blankly at the top of Scarlett’s head. Floating above it was a translucent virtual screen.
A secret has been detected on the target. Would you like to view it? ## Yes or No ## The target’s future has been detected. Would you like to view it? ## Yes or No
Scarlett finished putting on her high heels and noticed Jennifer staring at her in a daze. Annoyed, she walked over and tapped Jennifer’s forehead hard.
“Are you even listening to me?”
Jennifer felt a sharp pain in her neck and snapped out of her trance.
“I understand, Mother.”
She covered her forehead and took two steps back.
“Hey, Scarlett, you’re being too rough. You should be gentler with our daughter.”
Her father, Sean, walked over and gently rubbed Jennifer’s forehead. His gaze sent chills down her spine, like a predator lurking in the jungle.
Floating above Sean’s head were the same two options—one about his secret, the other about his future.
Jennifer quickly pulled away from Sean’s hand and walked toward the storage room to grab a broom.
“I think I’ll start sweeping, Mother.”
“Suit yourself.”
Scarlett waved her hand dismissively. Then, her eyes landed on Sean’s tie, and she frowned.
“Why are you wearing that tie? You should wear the blue one—it matches your suit.”
She dragged Sean into the bedroom.
“Alright, alright, you’re such a hassle.”
Sean muttered under his breath, but just before stepping into the room, he winked at Jennifer.
Jennifer shivered.
‘Damn it, why do I always feel like my father harbors bad intentions toward me? What kind of secrets are you two hiding?’
Unable to suppress her curiosity, Jennifer pretended to clean while sneaking glances into her parents’ bedroom.
She decided to check Scarlett’s secret first. The worst she could imagine was that her mother had an affair. But when she saw the truth, she was utterly shocked.
Scarlett once worked as a maid for the Payne family. She and the house mistress had the same due date by sheer luck. Unwilling to let her child grow up as a servant and eager to take revenge on the arrogant Payne family, she secretly swapped the two babies. Jennifer is not her biological daughter. Her real daughter is living a life of wealth and privilege. Scarlett experiences a twisted sense of satisfaction whenever Jennifer is treated like a servant.
Jennifer’s broom slipped from her grasp and fell to the floor. One thought echoed in her mind:
‘I’m not their real daughter? I was switched at birth?’
Suddenly, a shadow loomed over her—it was Scarlett.
Scarlett glared at Jennifer with a dark expression.
“Are you slacking off again? You’re getting bolder by the day! You won't get any dinner if you don’t finish all the chores before we return.”
Scarlett’s tone wasn’t that of a mother—it was more like an enslaver.
“Got it, Mother. Have a wonderful date!”
Jennifer rolled her eyes and resumed sweeping.
“Alright, dear, don’t be too hard on Jennifer. We should get going.”
Sean walked over, patted Jennifer’s back lightly, then pulled Scarlett toward the door.
Jennifer glanced at the top of Sean’s head. She was desperate to know what kind of secret her ‘father’ was hiding.
Sean has lost interest in Scarlett—her skin feels like rough bark. He craves younger bodies, and Jennifer’s is perfect. Recently, he discovered Scarlett’s secret: Jennifer is not his biological daughter. This excites him—he no longer has to worry about moral boundaries. He has already made plans. Soon, he’ll be lying in Jennifer’s bed.
Jennifer’s broom clattered to the ground once again.
Now she understood why, despite Sean’s seemingly kind and gentle demeanor, she always felt disgusted by him.
The man was a monster!
At the doorway, Scarlett and Sean turned around at the sound.
Scarlett narrowed her eyes at the broom on the floor and snapped:
“Jennifer, do you have a problem with me?”
“Not at all, Mrs. Scarlett. Have a great day.”
Jennifer forced a stiff smile. When her eyes met Sean’s, she shuddered.
“Darling, we must go, or we’ll be late.”
Sean urged from outside.
Scarlett shot Jennifer one last warning glare.
“Don’t forget what I told you.”
Then she turned and left.
Jennifer immediately shifted her gaze back to Scarlett’s head. She hadn’t checked their futures yet.
She chose to view it.
A series of words appeared above Scarlett’s head.
Scarlett and Sean decide to park illegally while outside a shopping mall to avoid paying for parking. A runaway truck crashes into them, killing them both on the spot.
Jennifer took a deep breath and ran to the door. As Sean was about to enter the car, she quickly checked his future.
Sean and Scarlett, while outside a shopping mall, decide to park illegally to avoid paying for parking. A runaway truck crashes into them, killing them both on the spot.
Sean’s future was precisely the same as Scarlett’s, only with their names swapped.
“What did I just see? Scarlett and Sean are going to die today?”
Jennifer whispered in shock. She couldn’t believe what she had just witnessed.
“Calm down, Jennifer. This might not be real. A baby swap? A fatal car crash? This is too absurd—it’s like something out of a novel.”
She took deep breaths and realized there was a simple way to verify the truth.
All she had to do was follow them.
And that’s precisely what she did. Jennifer exited the house, hailed a taxi, and discreetly tailed her parents.
Sitting in the taxi, she noticed a familiar prompt above the driver’s head.
A secret has been detected on the target. Would you like to view it? ## Yes or No ## The target’s future has been detected. Would you like to view it? ## Yes or No
Jennifer couldn’t resist. She secretly chose to view the secret.
Scott has a peculiar fetish—he enjoys secretly wearing his wife’s lace underwear, finding it far more comfortable. His wife is constantly frustrated, wondering why so many panties keep disappearing.
Jennifer’s mouth twitched.
Curious, she asked, “Driver, what’s your name?”
The driver casually replied, “Scott.”
Jennifer sucked in a sharp breath.
She was sure—she had never known this man’s name before.
Her superpower was real!
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