LOGINIt was not until my death that I realized my husband would not touch me because he was deeply in love with my best friend. The two spent their entire lives longing for each other, but never crossing the line, staying loyal from afar. Even my best friend's professor husband lived his life like a celibate monk. After being reborn, I seized the moment and held the professor's hand. "I like you. Let's be together." His eyes darkened as he replied, "Perfect. I feel the same." We instantly connected. However, this time, it was my husband and best friend who were not happy about it.
View MoreThe scar on her cheek moved up and down with the movement of her mouth, making it especially jarring to watch.The man roared, "Shut up! If it weren't for you forcing me to quit my job and move to Brooksville, would I have gotten into that car accident and ended up disabled?”"Now I've lost my hand and can't find work, and you're the one complaining? I'm telling you, this is all your fault, you cursed woman!"It turned out to be Henry. It seemed like, after everything, they were still together.Henry's clothes were tattered, his face darkened by grime, and his right sleeve hung empty.His expression twisted with rage as he raised his hand to strike Sadie."This is all your fault! All of it! I could've had a wonderful wife, a stable job. We could've bought a house and a car. I could've become a chief engineer and been respected in the industry! You ruined everything!"People rushed to hold him back, and helplessness finally overcame him.Henry crumpled to his knees, clutching hi
It was early evening, and the workers were back. They were gathered in small groups, and were busy chatting at the door.When they heard Quinn's shout, curiosity got the better of them, and they rushed into the house to see what was happening.Sadie did not have time to fully dress before being caught in her compromising state, and she was exposed to everyone—men, women, young, and old.As I returned with groceries, I heard a shrill scream coming from the house.Amid the roars of laughter, Sadie ran out of the house wrapped in a blanket. She brushed past me at the door, shooting me a venomous glare.I immediately pieced together what had happened and instinctively looked around for Quinn. He was leaning casually against the wall with his hands in his pockets, watching me with a faint smile.The noisy crowd milled around as they chatted and gossiped. From across the way, Quinn and I locked eyes.He curled his lips into a faint smile and silently mouthed, "Come here."I squeezed
"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
Henry decided that if Sadie wanted to take the exams, so be it, and even bought her some books to study.Nonetheless, Sadie grew frustrated and overwhelmed after just two days, leading to another heated argument with Henry. In her fury, she even slapped him on the head, leaving him with a visible injury.When I heard about it, I could not help but feel a sense of karmic justice. It put me in such a good mood that I focused on my studies with even more determination.The night before the SATs, Sadie showed up at my door unexpectedly.She carried a pot of chicken noodle soup, claiming she had made it to encourage me."Ren, I specially made this for you. I used the hen my mother-in-law had raised for three years! It's delicious—you have to try it," she said with a bright smile.I looked at the golden broth in the pot and replied calmly, "I don't dare drink it.""Why not? Are you afraid I put something in it?"Ha. I did not think she would expose herself so easily.I shrugged. "Ex






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