Switching Vows

As I was weakened to my very last breath by lung cancer, I finally closed my eyes.However, my soul did not disappear. It simply left my body.I watched as my husband, who was not yet past his 40s, and my childhood best friend tightly embraced each other in the hospital room. They looked like a pair of inseparable lovebirds, pouring out their hearts to one another."Hen, don't be too sad now that Ren's gone," Sadie murmured."Sadie, I'm just glad I still have you with me," Henry replied."Mm, I'll take Ren's place and stay by your side forever from now on. I'll even give you a child so we can be together," she promised.If I were not a ghost at that moment, I would have applauded this shameless pair.I thought back to when Sadie Shaw's husband passed away from stomach cancer. She had not seemed all that sad.Instead, it was my husband, Henry Wagner, who had teary eyes as he tirelessly arranged everything for her. He even told me to take extra care of her since she would be all

Quinn looked at Sadie with mockery in his eyes."And who do you think you are? Trying to decide my life? Do you even deserve that?"Sadie's face turned crimson. She looked at Quinn with a pitiful expression, but he was completely unmoved.Quinn walked over and handed me a stack of books."I thought it might be inconvenient for you, so I went ahead and bought them for you."His thoughtfulness only fueled Sadie's jealousy, which burned brighter in her eyes. She turned her gaze to me with an aggrieved look."Renee, we grew up together. I've always seen you as an older sister. Why are you taking Mr. Green from me?"She clasped her hands together, tears streaming down her face like a tragic heroine."I really want to be with Mr. Green. Please, I'm begging you—could you let me have him?"Quinn let out a cold laugh."Do you not speak the same language? I already said, even if she let me go, I still wouldn't get together with you!"His tone carried undisguised contempt, and I instin

At this point, I was certain—There was something seriously wrong with the both of them.One loved stealing what belonged to others, while the other thrived on self-sacrifice and wallowing in their own misery.I took a deep breath to suppress my anger before saying, "Get out of here right now, or I swear I'll kill you!”"Henry, you and Sadie are a match made in heaven. The two of you should be locked together forever and stop ruining other people's lives, you absolute trash!"Henry then left in a flurry, stumbling and falling face-first as he ran.I stood at the doorway with my hands on my hips, laughing hysterically. Being a shrew felt surprisingly good.When I turned around, I saw Quinn standing there holding a box of pastries, looking straight at me.Crap. Had he heard what I just said?Embarrassed, I fumbled for a way to explain myself, but to my surprise, he did not bring it up at all—not even after dinner.Later, I knocked on the study door after my bath. Quinn was sittin

I smiled as I said, "He's been busy with work lately, so he's been coming home a bit later."Sadie responded with a disappointed "Oh" as her face fell slightly.I glanced at her and asked, "Henry should be home soon, right? Aren't you going back to make dinner for him?"She pouted. "He can just figure it out himself. He comes home all sweaty and stinky every day, and then he expects to be treated like a king? Not a chance."I simply smiled and said nothing. After seeing her out, Quinn finally dared to come home.He frowned slightly. "When are you going to cut ties with her? I've been hiding at the school all the time, and I miss you."I could not help but laugh. This version of Quinn was like a mischievous cat that loved sneaking around.In private, he was incredibly clingy, and his sweet talk had become so bold that it sometimes left me blushing furiously.I playfully pushed him and said, "Once I finish the SATs and you get your certificate, we'll move to Brooksville as a fami

"Weren't you and Sadie supposed to be in love? Didn't you stay faithful to her while neglecting me? Didn't you give me the cold shoulder all those years?"Henry, we were married for twenty years. Don't you have any idea how you treated me?"Do you know why I died? Do you know why I got lung cancer? It was because of you! Because you spent every day thinking about Sadie, smoking in the bedroom until you poisoned me! I was only 40 years old, you selfish bastard!"The bitterness and hatred from my past life surged through me, making my entire body shake. This weak and pathetic man who had silently tormented me for years had the audacity to confront me now, acting like he had the moral high ground?"Henry, let me ask you—if it weren't for Sadie, would I have had a miscarriage?"Henry staggered under my words, his expression shifting from terror to regret, then to despair, until he finally collapsed in tears.He fell to his knees with a loud thud, clutching at my feet. "I'm sorry, R