In My Next Life I Refuse To Love You 소설 & 이야기

I beg you! His apology was sincere. The old me might have wavered, but now, having felt the strength of a love truer and fiercer than anything before, his words stirred only disgust. I looked at his haggard, desperate face with no warmth in my eyes, as if he were nothing more than a stranger. "I don't need your repentance. Your atonement is meaningless. And your promises…" I paused, letting the faintest note of mockery lace my tone. "They had come one lifetime too late! As for leaving?"

And because I killed our child in the last life, I'm suffering retribution in this life. "Yvette, if… if we could live another life, and I treated you well in that life, would you forgive me?" Looking straight into his expectant eyes, I mercilessly shattered his hope. "No. We'll never have another chance to start over." He wanted to start over, which was why he wanted me to die with him. He said he didn't want to be selfish, but every word and action reeked of selfishness. "Francis, you only think of me now because Heidi left you. A person who is inherently selfish can never find happiness, no matter how many times they start over," I replied.

"You thought your sister was just naturally defective? You knew yours was fake, but you said nothing. Because you loved being the 'perfect daughter.' You loved watching your sister be punished while you were praised." The Enforcer turned to the last page of my notes. My final words. "In my next life, please don't make me wear a collar. I want to be a normal kid." "Mom, if there's a next life, can you love me?" "Even if I cry, and laugh, and get scared, and feel pain... can you still love me?" My mother heard those words. She stared at the pile of plastic junk on the floor. She stared at my body, scorched black by silver poisoning.

She mumbles in tears and before I know it, an excruciating pain from my neck engulfs my senses and I realise this is it. Maybe in the next life. * Thank you for reading. So tomorrow will be a preview of part two. Stay tuned. Love you.

I believe hatred lasts longer than love—so I believe you'll recognize me in the next life. "In this life, I wronged you. So in the next… could you give me one chance? "Let me love you instead."

"I can’t promise to make up for all the respect other people owed you. I can promise that with me, you will never be a replacement or a backup choice." I stayed silent for a long time. My ten-year marriage in my last life had taught me to be painfully clear-headed. I no longer believed promises easily, and I didn’t want to use another man to prove I deserved love. Matteo seemed to understand my hesitation. "No rush," he said quietly. "You don’t have to believe in love right away." He paused, and a faint smile touched his mouth. "You can try believing me for one day. If it doesn’t work tomorrow, you can step back."

His voice synchronized perfectly with mine, as if we were making a vow together. "Life ends in death, just as love ends when it fades away." "My life may have an end, but my love for you never will." Looking at my nearly transparent soul, I knew I was about to leave completely. Floating to Samuel's side, I kissed his lips one last time. Samuel's dark eyes suddenly looked toward me, as if sensing my presence. He said, "Loretta, wait for me. "My love for you will never die. We'll meet again in our next life."

Kianna smiled simply and gained her posture back. ‘I can’t act the way I did before. I know that I may have been lacking evidence until now, but I swear... this man. I despise him. I won’t let things go the way he wants. Do you want to ruin me? Kill me? Sorry, but I won’t let it. This time... I, Kianna, will not love you. I swear by my name... no! My life! I won’t make you ruin my happiness. You wish!! '

The words tumbled out, softer than intended, a fragile offering into the swirling current of their shared emotions. Grace’s sigh was a release, a palpable wave of relief washing over her. "Hannah," she began, her voice husky with a desperate hope, "for the love of everything, just kiss me. Please." The plea hung in the air, a whispered invitation into the unknown, a promise of the passionate storm they both craved.

Everything will soon finish… Yeah… Yeah… Everything will soon come to an end… Brother Jun Xiong… Brother Jun Xiong… Should there really be next life, I’ll certainly wait for you in the next life. I’ll also look for you; we’ll bump into each other again; we’ll continue this unfinished and incomplete love story of ours in the next life. Brother Jun Xiong… Brother Jun Xiong… Will you search for me in the next life? ***