Novel & Cerita After Rebirth I Married My Fiancé's Uncle

I shook my head in refusal, trying my very best to dispel the thoughts and assumptions that the man I had a one-night stand with after my divorce, the man who had brought me back home, was actually related to my ex-husband and, even worse, his uncle. I laughed like a maniac, my fingers running through each strand of my hair as I kept my gaze locked on the plaque. I was now married to my own ex-husband's uncle? No… that didn't make any sense. It was just all in my head, right? I tried my best to keep my head intact, to keep my thoughts straight, but I just couldn't convince myself that this was all my imagination. It was real. I had signed a marriage contract with my ex-husband's uncle, and e

"Chronic pain? Have you ever thought about how a seriously ill man manages to study abroad in a foreign country?" I slapped screenshots of Hayden's social media posts right in front of Lilith. "You've never seen these, have you? Hayden returned to Valoria a long time ago. Thanks to you, he bought four apartments, married three times, has a 15-year-old kid, and has multiple illegitimate children.

He'd caught her before she hit the ground, his hands immediately pressing against the wound, his voice—usually so controlled—breaking as he shouted for help. The hospital. Surgery. A week-long coma. And when she'd woken—in her original timeline—she'd learned three things: One: She'd nearly died from blood loss. Two: She'd been pregnant. Had been. Past tense. The blood loss, the trauma, the stress—she'd miscarried a baby she hadn't even known existed. Three: Her family had begged Lucian to sign the divorce papers. Her parents, terrified of losing their daughter, had told him that the marriage was killing her. That if he loved her at all, he'd let her go.

Her hair stuck to her face. She started walking aimlessly not even caring that she drove here. She didn't know where she was going. She just needed to move. To get away from everything. Her chest hurt. Her cheek still burned. Her hand throbbed from the slap. She was crying but the rain washed it away. How did it come to this? When did she become this person? The one crying in the rain. The one who got hit by her own fiancé. They have been engaged for three good years where she had been nothing but the best to him.

In my previous life, I gave my crush one of my corneas and helped him to restore his right to inherit his mafia family. But when he regained his sight, my family chose to have my older sister marry him instead of me. My own family exiled me, and I died on the night of wedding between him and my sister. Then I'm reborn—back before I was exiled . I stood in my father's study—Vittorio Rossi, the Don of our family. The air smelled of aged whiskey and cigars.

I shook my head firmly. I couldn't believe I had been reborn and transported back to the exact moment before my and Jeannie's wedding. If the heavens had given me a chance for a do-over, I was determined not to marry Jeannie in this lifetime. One of her relatives urged, "You can hash things out after the ceremony. Jeannie's waiting for you." What? Jeannie was waiting for me? I thought I caught a white figure running toward me in my peripheral vision. That figure might as well have been an arrow aiming to take my life.

"Were you also..." "Yes, I was reborn. I was sent to the countryside as a child and lived a miserable life. Eventually, my family brought me back because they had no heir. My widowed aunt manipulated me for the family fortune, leading to my and my mother's tragic deaths. When I got a second chance, I used what I knew from my past life to change my fate. I think we're the same because, in my memory, you died in childbirth after marrying Juan."

Later, I helped with his mother's funeral and burial. At that moment, Samuel made up his mind that he would marry me if he had a next life. "Is that why your eyes reddened on our wedding night?" Samuel laughed. "Was it that obvious?" I pouted. "Even a fool could see it." Remembering the crucial point, I asked him, "You didn't touch Flora in the past life?" Samuel was startled. "How did you know?" I told him that Flora had also been reborn.

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 agreed to this match because of the deal between our families. I regret that now. I won't spend this life giving up on the person I actually love. I'm asking you both to understand." When he finished, Nora let out a short, humorless laugh. In her last life, this man had married her. Fathered a child with her. And now he stood here calling her a sister he'd never truly seen. But his little speech had confirmed everything. He'd been reborn too. In her last life, Vivian had died, and Richard had settled for second best for her. This time, he got to have exactly what he wanted from the start. Even knowing he'd never loved her, something in Nora's chest still twisted, sharp and sudden.