Rebirth After Being Betrayed By My Husband 소설 & 이야기

I followed her into despair, jumping to end it all. When my soul hovered above my lifeless body, I saw someone I never expected. It was Andrew. He came running toward my corpse, tears streaming down his face, begging the doctors to save me. But my head was nearly shattered, so how could they possibly bring me back? My soul screamed madly at him, wanting him to stay away from my body as the very sight of him disgusted me. If I could, I would have slapped him silly. But I was powerless. What I didn't expect, however, was to be reborn.

She and Jonathan, along with Zoey and Xavier, all went out together on a double date. Claire sighed, her voice heavy. "I'm afraid the odds aren't in Zoey's favor." Then, it hit me. In my past life, those three had taken my life and stolen my children. Why hadn't I ever thought about revenge since I was reborn?! I felt hatred, yes. But more than that, it was fear, hesitation, and a sense of inferiority. But now, the situation was different from my past life. We weren't powerless. We could still go up against Sophie.

My body tumbling, bone cracking against marble. The ceiling lights blurring as blood pooled behind my eyes. And Hayes. Standing out, orders to the doctors who were trying to revive me, and his words– telling the doctors to pull the plug. My fingers curled tightly on my laps where they rested. I had died that day. And yet… I was here. Reborn. That rebirth had saved me. It had showed me my mistake and that had given me the strength to ask for a divorce and to break free from Hayes, to escape his clutches and remind me of my strength, my brilliance and my power.

Don't let Aunt Merry worry about me too much. “Is it all because of Charles?” I took a deep breath, trying to muster the courage to speak. It felt like I couldn't cover up the real situation to Aunt Merry. “Charles betrayed me. He cheated on me. I couldn't continue this marriage after what he did. That's why I decided to cancel the whole thing. And now? He comes to see me as if yesterday's mistake was just a trivial matter.” I really couldn't understand what Charles was doing. “I'm not willing to forgive him, Auntie. It seems to me that once he betrayed and cheated on me, he will definitely do it again someday.”

“Oh that, yes, I change my mind; you should definitely let your old life affect your present,” he said, making Jenna believe that the man was just as clueless as he looked and he was just messing with her, so she took a step back intending to leave.“Wait!” the old man called out, causing her to pause in her tracks.“What do you want?” she asked.“Your enemy, the one you want to run away from, is back,” the old man said, suddenly shedding his earlier playful demeanor; he now had a powerful aura.Jenna, who seemed to know what he was talking about, ran away like someone was pursuing her; she did not stop until she entered her car, and then she started hyperventilating.Did that mean Rio was alive;

The realisation of what was happening hit me with full force; I had actually been REBORN. The reality was still so confusing that it was hard to grasp. After being burnt by the fire set up by Sophie and Logan, I got reborn, four years before my death. I was reborn four years before everything began to happen. I wasn't crippled, I wasn't vulnerable, I wasn't weak. Sophie’s perplexed expression only deepened as she watched me gaze around like a lost bride. I needed confirmation that this wasn’t some twisted dream. In a frantic gesture, I pinched her hand hard, bracing myself for any sign of illusion. But the sharp pain that followed was all too real.

“But he’s been persistent. Persistent enough that I decided to give him another chance.” That’s the version Roofus gets. That I’ve always been married to a billionaire, that we had a falling-out, and that I walked away with nothing. Served him divorce papers. Started over in this dump. I don’t even believe it myself, but Roofus has a talent for never questioning anything I say. I might feel worse about lying if my heels weren’t strapped on like weapons of mass destruction, but not enough to tell him the truth. That I was betrayed by the two people I loved most. That I need my daughter back. That I plan to ruin them as beautifully as they ruined me. And that to do it, I needed a man as powerf

However, when I saw her walking intimately with another man, my heart nearly stopped. She smiled so brilliantly, so freely. It was an expression I had never seen on her face before. In our marriage in our past life, she was always cautious and trying to please me, constantly suppressing her true emotions. Now, she was finally living as herself. I realized I might truly have lost her forever. However, an intense possessiveness made it impossible for me to accept this fact. She was mine and could only be mine. Even though we had been reborn, this fact would not change.

“You’re both public figures in your own way. Top shots. Powerful families. Affairs happen every day in marriages like this. I’ve seen worse. Usually, it blows over. There’s no need to rush into divorce.” I stared at him. “I lost my child because of this man,” I said softly. He paused. For a brief second, guilt flickered across his face. “I understand emotions are high,” he replied carefully. “But these situations are delicate. You go home. Talk to your husband. Work through it. Divorce is drastic.” Drastic. As if betrayal was minor. As if miscarriage was ordinary. “So they’re really afraid of him,” I said quietly, more to myself than to him.

Apparently, they spent every day either screaming at each other or in bitter silence, driving his parents up the wall, though there was nothing anyone could do about it. Eventually, I stopped hearing about them altogether. I was too busy being wrapped up in my own family to care. There was a time when I believed that my husband's betrayal was the worst thing that could ever happen to me. Now I understood that it was just a bump in the road, a small one at that. From here on out, I was going to be happy, and nothing was ever going to lead me astray again.