After Rebirth I Married My Fiancé's Uncle นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Staring at me in disbelief, he stuttered, "D-Did you just hit me?" After harboring resentment for him across two lifetimes, I was finally able to release all my pent-up anger. I let out a cold laugh and lowered my voice. "Yes, I did. Even after being reborn, you're still just as self-righteous and arrogant as you were in our previous life." His expression stiffened before realization dawned on him. "You… You were reborn too?" I ignored him and turned toward the security guards. "Throw him out along with the wedding dress. I don't want them soiling the main entrance of my company."

I was a grown woman—was I supposed to not survive without a man? But my cousin, Sarah Cameron... she couldn't. In our last lives, she married Blake, and the two of them were trapped in a lifetime of misunderstanding because of someone else. She was the gentlest soul you could meet, and even she couldn't escape being worn down by him. So this time, after being reborn, I looked at Sarah's worried face, her furrowed brow, and started packing without hesitation. "Sarah, I'll marry Blake. John Ridgewood might not look like much, but he's got a good temper. You two should be able to make it work."

"Mom, I'm planning to find a job in the city. I won't be at the wedding tomorrow." She looked at me long and hard, and when she realized she couldn't change my mind, she sighed and nodded. The next morning, I went straight from Briarwood Manor to the bus station. But outside, a long line of motorcycles was parked, with Catherine and Nathaniel standing at the front. In my last life, when I married him, there had been no wedding procession, just a plain meal with the two families. But now, with Catherine, he had pulled out all the stops.

" he asked. I smirked. "I'm your little uncle's wife now." "My uncle's wife?" then He laughed loudly. "Anyway, now my little uncle is no different from a dead man, as long as I want, you will still be mine! Sooner or later!" I met him with a sharp look. "In your dreams!" I didn't expect that the man I married was my ex-boyfriend's uncle. However, my plan to take revenge on my boyfriend and step-sister will not change.

For the first time, his voice carried a trace of fear. Looking at him, my smile grew cold, and I repeated myself. "Let me get this straight. You went to all that trouble—going so far as to murder your own flesh and blood—just to snatch away... the widowed sister-in-law you failed to get your hands on in your previous life?" "You were reborn as well?" Realization dawned on him, and he sucked in a sharp breath. "Yes, I was reborn! In my past life, I thought you were the one who saved me when we were kids; that's the reason I chose you.

‘This outfit,’ she mumbled before panicking. “What’s the date today?” she asked, eagerness and panic in her tone, causing the man to frown. However, he soon concluded that maybe she didn’t know the date, as she was from the countryside. “Sixth of April two thousand and fifteen,” the driver said, staring at Tracy. He saw the shock and disbelief on her face. Tracy pinched her arm so hard, then yelped out in pain. She looked out of the car and saw the environment. She hurriedly walked out. “I was reborn twenty years ago when I was brought back to the Grants family,” she mumbled in disbelief.

Illegitimate daughter of the Cross family with self-built career in design, no family support, no social access to the world she'd been born adjacent to. Three weeks later she was married to my nephew. I had watched that from a distance too. Adrian receiving something he hadn't earned and doing nothing with it. Three years of nothing. A hollow marriage in a house that ran around her like she was furniture placed slightly wrong, and she had stayed, built her career in the spaces he left empty and never once — not in three years of surveillance reports — never once made herself a problem for anyone. That was the thing that pissed me off. My nephew didn't understand value when he saw it.

Something in his face, not the controlled stillness she'd been reading for three weeks, something underneath that. He nodded once. "When this is handled." ... "When this is handled." Her phone buzzed. She looked down. A new number. One she had never seen before. The adoption papers are real. I know because I filed them. Thirty-one years ago I was the lawyer who sealed them. My name is Marcus Grey. I'm not as gone as everyone thinks. We need to talk.

I was young. I was 25 again. This was all real. I had died. I had no doubt now. That I had died when I got shot. And I had somehow been reborn ten years earlier. I had gotten a second chance. I could make things right. I could live my life happily. And that’s exactly what I was going to do. I turned and looked at a very confused Jasper. “I’m sorry Jasper. But I won’t be marrying you. Certainly not now.. and not ever.”

Ignoring the pain shooting through my jaw, I sneered, “You’re the shameless one, Juniper Green. Weren’t you hopelessly in love with Sean in our previous life? Didn’t you hate me for standing between the two of you? Weren’t you the one who personally signed off on the agreement to donate my bone marrow and sent me to my death? So now that I’ve willingly stepped aside and fulfilled your dream of being together, why do you care who I’m with?” Juniper’s eyes widened in shock, and her hand froze on my chin. “You… You’ve been reborn as well?” she asked. I shoved her hand away and straightened up, my gaze sweeping over both her and Sean. “What? Are you surprised? If the two of you can be reborn, wh