Rebirth After Being Betrayed By My Husband นิยาย & เรื่องราว

He looked like a fairytale prince, like the man I once trusted with my soul. Like he hadn’t ripped it out of my chest. My knees buckled, My father held me upright, whispering something I couldn’t hear over the pounding in my ears. And then everything began to make sense. The Moon Goddess answered me. She heard my prayer, she sent me back to take my revenge. I had just been reborn six years back, to my wedding day with Darren. To the very day I married the man who would kill me and his unborn child. To the moment I made the biggest mistake of my life.

My husband had a child with another woman, and I'd been caring for that child in my own home, loving him like he was my own nephew, while his mother plotted against me from the shadows. The worst part wasn't even the betrayal itself – it was the way Xenois had looked at me in that hospital room. No, I expected it, especially with the fact that I had been reborn. A part of me knew that I wasn't the most important person in his life. What broke me was the doubt in his eyes, the way he'd actually asked me if I was capable of hiring thugs to attack Sophia. My own husband believed I was a monster.

I'm alive. I died after I was betrayed, but now I'm back. And I'll make sure no one can hurt me again. Not my sister. Not my husband.

Elena's POV I had expected that I would never fall in love with anyone again. On the day I married Jason, I almost believed that love itself was only a more elaborate kind of trap. First it gave you a little warmth, then it pulled you, degree by degree, into the mud. By the time you realized something was wrong, your body and your heart were both beyond repair. So after the wedding, even though I had some goodwill toward Jason, I kept it at a careful distance, cordial and correct.

"Darling, just show everyone your chat history with Shannon. That way, they'll finally believe that you two truly only felt sibling love for each other and nothing romantic. At the very least, it can prove your innocence to that poor little girl and her family." An even more fearful look entered Mark's eyes, and it seemed like he was blaming me for talking too much. What he didn't know was that I had died tragically in my past life because of him stirring up the girl's family with similarly misleading words. All I was doing was letting him have a taste of his own medicine. As I expected, Mark went even paler. After all, I usually trusted him so much that I never checked his phone, so he had

“Oh, sorry. You must still be in shock.” It felt like she had plunged a dagger deep into my heart. “You should've been wise enough,” she said. “Now, you’re at the losing end. Dante already has our unborn child inside me, so why would he grieve over the thing you lost?” The bombshell pierced me to my core. My heart froze and my jaw dropped. “I'm glad you’re finally out of the way,” she said with excitement. “I can have a happy life with my man now.” I shouldn’t have felt so betrayed. This was bound to happen. Yet, the pain in my heart remained profound. I rubbed my hand against my stomach gently.

"Have you told anyone else about your rebirth?" A short laugh escaped me. "No." Her brow lifted slightly. "No one?" I shook my head. "I can't." The answer came immediately. "They'd think I'm crazy." Nina smiled softly. "Perhaps." I groaned. "That's not reassuring." Her smile widened. "But I doubt your husband would react that way." My head snapped up. Nina looked entirely too pleased with herself. "He's very protective." I narrowed my eyes. "That's putting it mildly."

"You're here. You're finally here. Thank goodness you're here. I still have you…" I looked down at him and said coldly, "You're mistaken. I'm here to finalize our divorce." He looked incredulous and grabbed the cuff of my sleeve. "No, that's impossible. You still love me. Right? "I'm sorry. I'm really sorry. I shouldn't have cheated on you with Hailey. I shouldn't have upset you. Hailey hasn't even come to visit me these days. You're the only one who cares about me." His expression turned vicious. "All of our relatives flocked to us when my parents were still alive. Now that they're dead, they can't even be bothered to attend their funeral. They're all just waiting to pounce on the inheritan

I thought she was thinking I hate her when she continued. " You were with him behind my back but that wasn't enough for you wasn't it, you had to make me your unknowing surrogate. As if that wasn't cruel enough you gloat to me on my death bed." Tears are sliding down her face as she whispers the words that shatter and reinforce my world. She is describing what happened to her in our past life, that means she is also reborn but also that of all the things that happened to her in her past life, the betrayal that came from Vivian crushed her the most.

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.