All Chapters of Husband Reborn: I Let My Wife Be With Her True Love: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

I was alone at home. My wife, Queenie Sullivan, had said she had to attend a business function. It was already very late into the night, yet she still hadn't returned. Clutching my stomach, I fought through the pain as I dragged myself to prepare some ginger tea for her. Queenie returned home drunk. She looked upset, as if something were weighing heavily on her.I offered her the ginger tea, but for some reason, she reacted with sudden irritation. She slapped my hand away, sending the cup of ginger tea crashing to the floor. Then, with a cold expression, she kicked me right in the stomach.I instantly felt an intense abdominal pain, leaving me unable to resist and soaked in cold sweat. Blood rose in my throat, and I coughed some up. The severity of the pain brought me to the brink of unconsciousness.I was aware that although we weren't a passionate married couple, we had never fought before, much less turned to violence. I felt nothing but shock and fear as I stared at my wife, w

"I think Queenie has a thing for you, Timothy. Are you already dating her?" one of Timothy's friends asked.Timothy sneered, his voice dripping with contempt as he replied, "How could I possibly be interested in Queenie, especially with her scrappy, dirt-poor appearance? I'm only using her to get through my schoolwork.""You're something else, Timothy! Zachary actually has to pay for Queenie to tutor him!""Zachary's not going anywhere in life anyway, especially with that brain of his. You guys should just wait and see. I'll have Queenie all to myself sooner or later."I felt a chill run down my spine as I sat in one of the cubicles in the restroom. His remarks stood in stark contrast to the character he portrayed to our classmates.I chose not to tell Queenie the truth to protect her emotional state, fearing it would ruin her focus during such a crucial final year of high school. I tried to warn her indirectly to keep away from him, and when she finally asked if Timothy could j

Queenie grabbed me by the collar and dragged me out of the classroom before even giving me a chance to refuse her. She leaned against the wall in the hallway with a conflicted look and said, "I'll keep tutoring you if you're willing to let Timothy join our session, Zachary."I was aware that she had gone back to working part-time in the cafeteria after our tutoring arrangement ended. I also knew that since those wages weren't sufficient, she was trying to exploit me again, thinking I was her personal cash cow. I flatly turned her down. "It won't be necessary."Queenie's eyes flashed with anger as she grabbed my arm, snarling, "Why can't we just go back to how things were? I've been tutoring you for three years. Is it because you're bothered by how close I am to Timothy? Are you jealous, or are you merely playing hard to get, Zachary?"There were many classmates who had gathered around us, murmuring to one another as they watched.Queenie had a surprisingly powerful grip, her nail

I was heading to the hydration station to fill up my water bottle when I unexpectedly encountered Queenie and Timothy kissing passionately. Queenie, with her back to me, was standing on her toes with her arms around Timothy's neck. Timothy observed me over her shoulder with an indifferent expression and cocked his eyebrow in a defiant gesture.It was truly a stroke of bad luck for them, as the dean actually caught them in the act. Their homeroom teacher angrily called Queenie to the office; her sighs of profound disappointment were audible even in the hallway. They were ultimately suspended for a week to reflect at home.Timothy returned to the classroom with a somber expression. His restless movements were loud enough that I had to cover my ears to focus on my memorization.It might have been my imagination, but he seemed to glance at me unintentionally and lingered after school on purpose.I was still grappling with a tough math question once school was over, while Queenie wait

I had a much easier time studying than before in the following week. Without Queenie and Timothy's interference, and aided by Thea's clear analytical methods, I felt as if I were finally learning something. I solved problems I once found impossible and realized I wasn't hopelessly stupid, as Queenie had suggested, after all. Effort really did lead to progress.I ran into Queenie again a week later, noticing that she appeared significantly worn, with sunken eyes. The time she was forced to spend at home following the relationship scandal with Timothy had evidently been difficult.However, the experience hadn't made her behave any better. Instead, she came looking for me and insisted that I tell the teacher it was all a misunderstanding. "Timothy only locked the door by accident. He didn't mean anything by it, Zachary. Why do you have to make such a big deal out of it when we're all classmates here?"I couldn't help but laugh at the absurdity, as the surveillance footage clearly p