Rebirth Of A Pampered Wife นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Elena rested her head against Adrian's shoulder. For the first time since her rebirth... She felt something unfamiliar. Not revenge. Not satisfaction. Peace. Adrian quietly intertwined his fingers with hers. "It's over." She looked at the engagement ring on her hand. Then smiled softly. "No." She whispered. "The revenge is over." "Our life..." "...is just beginning." Far below... The ocean closed over the ruins of Blackstone Island. Taking its darkest secrets with it. But somewhere... Far beneath the waves... One small emergency beacon began flashing. Waiting. Silent. Unnoticed.

She would have preferred to be reborn before the bástard laid his hands on her at all but this one isn't that bad too. She thoroughly scrubbed her body until it turned red. She left the bathtub only when she began feeling cold. She went to the attached closet to pick her attire for the day. After her marriage to the bástard, she had not been allowed to be dressed the way she wanted, she had always dressed as though she was the mother of three kids already. Even a Mother to three kids shouldn't be dressed that way. She really was stupid in her previous life.

he said and snapped his fingers " ok what?" in a millisecond I am back in the room I woke up before and I am all alone " fucking bloody duck, was it illusion or a dream just now " no my lips are swollen and I could still smell the fishy smell in my mouth " it's not a dream, not a book and it's raining husband here. please don't let another husband pop up in my life" i smack my head, nothing is making sense " I am in somebody else's body for real and I am a strange ancient queen who is fucking three husbands everyday! Great just great"

Everything sounds ridiculous, but being reborn made her believe in them. "Through a series of tests," Jasmine answered, a hopeful expression on her face. Author's Note If you have read the first book of this series, you would know about the supernatural elements it has. I am sorry if this comes as surprise to you. You can read ' Redemption's Sweet Temptation/ Rebirth insatiable CEO hubby ' for a better understanding.

In my last life, I married the gentle tech mogul and my sister married the ruthless Mafia Don. Both our marriages were disasters. Reborn the day before the weddings, I decided we were swapping husbands. My mother caught me at the airport, right before the private jet took off. She pointed a finger at me, furious. "Are you out of your mind?! Who gave you the right to make a decision like this? You had a perfect match with a tech mogul, and you're throwing it away for that… that fucking gangster?"

It was such a grotesque sight. Clara was dead. The preliminary forensic report concluded that the Fertility Transfer System had forced her to conceive over 100 puppies and dragged out the pregnancy for an entire year before she finally gave birth. Anyone could imagine the misery she had endured during that year. But as I stared at the footage, I didn't feel a single shred of pity. All I felt was a deep sense of satisfaction. Justice was finally served. Colter and Clara had paid the price for everything they had done. As for me, surviving the ordeal taught me to cherish the life I now had. My family and I enjoyed a peaceful and happy life together.

She gestured to the food set on the table. Adrian’s words lingered in her mind, and a smile found its way to her lips. If she could survive this night without chaos, then there was nothing she couldn’t survive—not even after the abusive marriage she had endured before fate brought Ethan her way. “Please excuse me,” Natasha said, smiling as she stood up with her phone clutched in her hand. She could no longer pretend to be happy even though her daughter was still sending signs. She walked toward the parking lot, her hands trembling as she dialed her husband’s number.

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

Just the fact of it, said plainly between them. "Yes." His jaw was tight. "By minutes, I think. The warmth was still—" He stopped. "I'm sorry." "Don't," she said. "Don't apologize. You didn't know. You couldn't have known." She squeezed his hand. "And I'm here. I came back. Whatever happened after — it produced this." He looked at her. "You're extraordinarily calm about this." "I woke up in a wedding dress in a life I had already died in," she said. "My baseline for extraordinary has shifted significantly."

A cold flash glinted between my fingers as I pressed the tiny blade hidden there against his throat. To my shock, it was Antonio. He stared intently at me, and suddenly, he burst out laughing. "Even if you really killed me, I'd accept it." My stomach churned, nausea and hatred twisting together. "Antonio, we're divorced. Get out of my life. I don't want to see you again," I said icily. But he ignored me and leaned closer, letting the blade draw a line of blood across his skin. "Come back with me, Valentina. Let's start over. The casino can't function without its lady of the house, and I can't live without you."