Romans & histoires My Wife Is Reborn

Natalie found it laughable. "Nat, we're connected," Cedric said in a deep and mysterious tone. Natalie was speechless. Connected?! Yes. People say that from the moment a couple became one in marriage, they were connected. However, their connection was so heart-wrenching. "Change the condition!" After venting her anger, Natalie calmed down. Cedric looked at her firm stance, a hint of darkness in his eyes. "I have nothing else I want!" Indeed! He transcended time and was reborn into this world. He sought nothing more than her.

At first, it blended with the remnants of a dream, a distant trill that grew louder and more insistent. But soon enough, I realized it wasn't a dream. My heart started pounding as I wondered if what I had just experienced was an illusion of my own thoughts. I continued to speculate, not until I took my phone and saw the date. January 1st, 2023. This was the day I got married to that cheating bastard arranged by my stepmother. The day my problems began. Have I been given a second chance at life? A chance to battle the witch who would stop at nothing to gain power? This couldn't be true; it's impossible for me to go back in time. Those were my thoughts until…

"I hate them. I thought their ability had long died off, but it seems that her bloodline chose her; she's a reborn." Confusion fixed itself onto my facial features. A reborn means someone who died and came back to life, right? There is no way Gianna is reborn. If I was the one who killed her in her past life, I will make sure that she never lives again. "Wait." A certain fear lingered at the edge of my voice. "You are serious," I asked the witch.

Stanley glared at his son, his face red with suppressed rage, but he said nothing more. I should have felt grateful. I was. In my last life. My husband had just stood up for me in front of his family for the first time. It was the happiest day in my marriage life, thinking that he cared for me. And I don’t just mean the first two years of marriage. I meant the entire four years total, including the two years I have yet to live before I die. Yes, I died. And I was reborn. But not to a time before this miserable marriage, when I could have avoided this life entirely. No, I woke up to this very day. This day that doomed me.

“ Just how many lifetimes are we talking about here?” She smirked, more with inward pride than outwards arrogance. “ From our reading and the power of the moon, this is the high lord's sixth rebirth…” “ In other words. This is my sixth rebirth. Correct?” A sudden chill overtakes my body. I shiver, taken aback. I have no memory of ever existing prior to the present me. No memory at all, but somehow I have been killed by the man I once married for five times now. I clear my throat, and focused on her, her rough kink falling on each side of her face stealing bits of her face, yet leaving a little room for her eyes, nose and full wrinkled lips.

The wooden floor creaked under the old heater. My plant by the window drooped pitifully, as it always did whenever I forgot to water it. It was peaceful. “I still can’t believe this.” I whispered, pressing a hand against my forehead. “A new opportunity. But, why?” My voice cracked slightly. After everything, years of manipulation, isolation, and fear. I had opened my eyes in my younger body. Before the marriage. Before I ever stepped foot into the world that destroyed me. This life was a reset.

So, at that time, leaving that marriage after she had been reborn seemed like a wise choice. Through relentless efforts, she built her career and became the widely-respected Ms. Lloyd. She believed that this was what success looked like. Through her success, she also thought that she could atone for the regrets in her past life. Then, she saw how serene and happy I looked when I was with my family. She had never made me feel this way before. Upon seeing this, she came to a startling realization. The person she had mocked and pushed away was the one she had truly desired in both of her lives. However, that very person was also someone she could never have.

I sometimes wonder what in the ever loving f**k would he do that. I didn't even know how I got the chance to be back fifteen years in the past when I was twenty five and her twenty two. All I know is that I vowed to take revenge on my brother for all the wrong he did her and that if there is another chance at life I won't let her get away. I guess I didn't think the marriage thing properly but hey it is what it is I remember the exact moment I realized I was reborn... well sort of reborn...

This place… This was the banquet. The mandatory gathering, that all Alphas were required to attend once in a year. My throat went dry. I swallowed hard, my ears ringing as memories surged forward, aligning themselves with horrifying clarity. If I was calculating it correctly, this was five years before the day I was betrayed. My breathing slowed as the realization settled, heavy and undeniable. I had been reborn. I forced my hands to remain still at my sides, even as my pulse raced. The moon goddess… She really answered me.

I shot him a cold glance and snapped, "What does your so-called sacrifice have to do with me? Or are you expecting me to pat you on the back and praise you?" In truth, that overseas program he always boasted about had never been real. It was nothing but a facade he used to impress women and reel them in. I did not spare him another glance as I turned to walk out. Suddenly, Reuben wrapped his arms tightly around my waist and pressed a cloth firmly over my nose and mouth. Some strange fire began burning inside my body, making me breathe uncontrollably. Reuben then buried his head in my neck, making my whole body tremble involuntarily. Images from my previous life flashed through my mind, how h