Novel & Cerita A Divorce After My Rebirth

"Your grandmother. She died young, in the records, but the archivist's note said: the line will find its way back." "And then my mother left North Ridge," Claire said slowly. "And then she died. And then I was supposed to marry Derek and die in his cell." She followed it forward. "And the line — what? Refused? Sent me back?" "I don't know," he said. "I don't think anyone knows exactly how it works. I think we're two people who were handed a second run at something and told: try again. Do it differently." He looked at her hand in his. "And I ended up at your wedding for a reason I couldn't explain, and you walked to me."

Even when she wore knee-length dresses, she would still call her a lot of degrading names. And she would not stop telling her to get knocked up as soon as possible. Secret formulas, herbal brews, alternative medicine, she made her take all of them just so she could get pregnant fast. My mother, at first, would soothe her and told her to get a divorce if marriage was so painful. But the mention of divorce made her bristle like a cat ready to murder. She roared at my mother, "Why should I? I'm not going to die alone and childless! I will have someone to take care of me!"

I ended the call and leaned back in the seat, staring out the windshield. The divorce was real. The weight of Reed—the secrets, the betrayal, the lies—was finally peeling off me like old skin. A clean break. A new beginning. It felt like breathing after nearly drowning. I wasn’t free yet. Not entirely. Not until it was all finalized and he had no legal right to call himself my spouse and Luna. But for the first time since I discovered the truth, I saw a path forward. And I was going to take it. I was going to get my family back no matter what.

Dante simply ordered me to continue handling the Northern Merchant Guild for the Fire clan despite the canceled marriage and to lend him the Wind clan's patrol. I read it and threw it into the fireplace. In my last life, I had treated every word from him as an obligation. This time, I found it absurd. I left Windvale with Mara and two guards and went straight to Duskhold. Before long, the Fire clan would hold the wedding. And I would not be going back. As the carriage left Windvale, Mara asked whether I wanted to leave a message for Dante. I said no. Dante and I had already said far too much in my last life. I had explained, fought, cried, and compromised, but he had never truly listened. So

Maybe, just maybe, we would find a way to navigate the turbulent waters of grief and emerge stronger on the other side. "Mink," Kashmira said softly, her voice carrying the weight of a thousand whispered dreams, "I've heard stories... stories of mates finding each other again, in another life, after rebirth. They get a chance to live out their love once more, to cherish each other just as they did before."

Elena's Point-of-View I walked out of the law firm into a biting early spring wind that made me shudder. I squeezed my fist, my nails biting into my palm, until the pain forced the truth home—I wasn't dreaming. I had been reborn five years into the past—back to when the world was still whole, and the worst of it hadn't yet been written in stone.

After hearing this, Jeffrey's friends said happily, "Jeffrey, you're going to become the CEO!" Jeffrey, with a smug expression, warned me, "Don't assume marrying me will bring you success. Your arrogance annoys me. I've learned from my past mistakes. I'll marry you, but not into your family. Also, ensure a good position for Rosalie before our marriage." Before I could clarify that my wedding plans had nothing to do with him, I was surprised to discover that he, too, was reborn. In my previous life, it was a Zachary family servant's reminder that revealed their affair. With a fresh start, he seemed no different.

I couldn’t even think properly, Will I die here? I-I will die in this timeline? No! I shook my head repeatedly as I looked at Levi. “Levi, let’s go to my house.” He looked at me with a shocked face. “Miss Bree, your husband is in there.” “I don’t care! I need to find a way to go back, Levi! I’m desperate!” Pain crossed his eyes as he stared at me. “Y-You can just divorce him, Miss Bree…”

She marches out of her room as the two maids follow behind their mistress. "Miss, be careful," one of the maids cautioned, her voice laced with concern, as Autumn's pace quickened with a mix of anxiety and trepidation. This was the moment she had been dreading - facing her father after her rebirth. The last time they spoke, his words had cut deeper than any knife, disowning her and leaving her for dead in the den of social suicide.

"Before she became your wife, she was my sister. I haven't seen her for a very long time, and we haven't been able to communicate. Now that she is in my arms, I intend to spend time with her." Zion looked ready to intervene, so I decided to settle the tension. "Okay, fine. Charles, drop me. I need to speak to Dad. I need to speak to Mom," I said. Just as my feet hit the ground, my parents emerged from the house. I ran past my mother, heading straight for my father to pull him into a fierce hug. I didn't even attempt to greet her. The image was still burned into my mind: the last thing I saw before I died in my past life was my mother hugging my twin sister while I lay on my deathbed. My fath