Doting On Me After Reborn? Too Late Husband Novels & Stories

My so called best friend, Emily said as she rapped her arm around my husband. Alex chuckles, a sound that once melted me. Now it slices straight through my heart. My fingers twitch against the tile, searching for something, anything to anchor me, to fight back. But my body is heavy, sluggish. My blood is warm at first, then chilling as it leaves me. It is so strange, what you actually remember when you are dying. Not the wedding vows, not the big and small fights and agurements, not even the kiss on the football field where it all began.

"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. "Last month, he was golfing in Telysia. This month, he's sightseeing at Vintara Bay. He's living a good life. He told you he's returning to Valoria because he's divorced again. He's old, and it's hard to find another woman, so he picked you." Lilith looked like she'd been struck by lightning. Her pupils dilated in disbelief. "No way! Hayden loves me so much. He wouldn't lie to me!"

I touched my belly, and he touched over my hand. "They will be healthy and safe if I take care of myself." I smile to him. "And stay away from alcohol of course..." he adds with a sad smirk. I breathe out a sad laugh. "I'm so sorry, Joel. I really am." I tell him and he smiles at me, "You're going to be an amazing mother, Rebekah Mayer. And I'm going to be your loving husband and an amazing father to our pups as well." He says and I gasped. "H-Husband?" I stutter and he winks before grabbing me into his arms and smashing my lips to his tightly. I felt a bubble of warmth flood through my stomach and I curled my fingers into his hair. "Some day." He promises and I nod as he wraps his palms aro

We both died in the crash. I never imagined that death would bring me back. And watching her now—clutching her own child, smug and gloating—I understood instantly. She had been reborn too. Even with my husband shouting at her, she showed not a hint of fear. She had always been adored by our parents, and with her husband spoiling her too, she grew up willful and unchecked. Maybe it was the rebirth—or the presence of her child—that gave her even more confidence. She scoffed.

“Where are we going? And speaking of your husband, since when do you refer to him as an idiot? Who are you and what have you done with my friend? Seriously did you die and come back to life? She was cackling now, the sudden change in my behavior having both surprised and amused her. I started to laugh too, wanting desperately to tell her how right she was even though she had just used it as an expression. I did come back to life, and luckily, to my senses as well. “How about I answer all your questions, while we shop for new clothes,” I said, raising my credit card I’d found and brought with me in the air. She squealed, her excitement about to split her in two. Not only did she like this new

Dante whispered, his voice thick with emotion, “eight years ago, when I broke us, I never thought we’d find our way back. But you and our son, Damien… you make my life whole.” He cupped her face gently, his thumb brushing away a tear. “Thank you, Ash. Thank you for forgiving me, for trusting me again, for giving us another chance. This journey wasn’t easy, every fear, every obstacle but we fought through it together. And now, here we are, our family complete.” Ashley lifted her head, eyes glistening, and smiled softly at him. “I never thought I’d be back in the arms of my billionaire ex-husband and yet, here I am. With you. With Damien and I wouldn’t want it any other way.”

The officiant burst into laughter just when I was about to claim her lower lips as mine, and she hurriedly pulled away. I am going to kill him. He just ruined my moment, I am going to kill him. It’s a pity he was paid in full. That asshole. “We are married now, my wife,” I smiled gently at the woman whose face was totally flushed. “Did you just transition from princess to my wife?” She raised her brows and I chuckled. “It was not hard doing so, my wife,” I said again and she snapped her brows together like she was really displeased with that.

I attempt to sit up, rubbing my head while checking my body for injuries, but there is nothing—nothing except my pendant. Tobias' ring is missing from my neck. Could I have been reborn? Is he here? I spring to my feet, heading for the door just as Dora comes sliding in. “Oh, my dear!” she cries, enveloping me in a tight embrace. “Don’t you dare do that again, do you hear me?” “Do what? I need to find Tobias, Dora. Where is he?” She freezes, pulling back slightly. “I understand, truly. I know how deeply this must hurt. Death can be so cruel, taking your husband away, but you're still young. You have a great life ahead of you. Suicide is never the answer—stay strong for Tobias.”

When we finally pulled apart, forehead to forehead, he smiled a real smile, unguarded and rare. “My wife,” he said softly, testing the word like something sacred. I smiled back. “My husband.” But as I rested my head against his chest, listening to the steady beat of his heart, a familiar chill brushed my spine. Because deep down, I knew something Alexander didn’t yet. This peace… this happiness… It was real. But it wasn’t the end. Far below us, in a building we had never noticed before, a screen flickered to life displaying a familiar name tied to Project Rebirth.

It was also because what she stole had always been my destiny to begin with. I looked up at him and smiled lightly. "Then how do you plan to make it up to me?" Jonah curved his lips and pulled me into his arms. "With a lifetime. Is that enough?" Jonah gave me a grand wedding. The moment he held my hand was the first time since my rebirth that I truly felt alive. On the wedding day, I saw my parents. Their eyes were red as they reached out with trembling hands, trying to grab mine. My gaze, however, was cold.