Reborn: Wealth Over Love
The day my husband, Ethan Hart, posted wedding photos in a bridal gown with the college girl he was sponsoring on his social media, I didn't fly into hysterics like I usually did. Instead, I gave them a like.
I even left a comment: [Such a perfect match. Let's all wish the newlyweds a lifetime of happiness.]
People in our circle said I was the most pathetic wife alive, letting the mistress walk all over me without resistance.
A week later, he came home and explained, "It was just an act. Her grandfather is sick. Before he dies, he wants to see her get married."
I nodded calmly. "I didn't take it seriously. I believe you."
In my previous life, I had stormed into their wedding ceremony that very day and caused a scene, ruining their wedding.
To punish me, Ethan went after my parents' company. He drove them into bankruptcy and forced them to jump to their deaths.
And I was sent to a mental hospital by that woman, tortured until I truly went insane.
So in this life, reborn with everything laid bare, I no longer crave his love. All I want is his money.
Every time he cheats, I transfer a portion of the assets under his name.
Three chances remain.
After that, he will have nothing left.