Reborn I’m Done Being The Don’s Wife Novels & Stories

Frade lowered his voice, "Listen, I've settled the bar fight with your husband as you requested. I have the right to make my claim. You have to keep your body intact, at least for the duration of our cooperation. I don't want to end up with a corpse!" The corpse, he said the corpse. My heart gave a sudden jolt. I remembered that I was once a corpse. Maybe he's right. I shouldn't have put my body at risk, and if I'm a corpse before my revenge is complete, what's the point of my rebirth? I admit that I was too impulsive this time. The smell of disinfectant in the ward grew stronger and stronger, and the sound of the monitors disturbed me. I hate to stay in bed.

Donna’s POV The world stopped when the words left his lips “I, LUCIEN, KING AND RULER OF IRONCLAD, REJECT YOU, DONNA, QUEEN OF IRONCLAD,AS MY MATE AND MY WIFE, THEREBY REMOVING MYSELF FROM YOU AND YOURSELF FROM ME” The bond snapped inside of me. It felt like fire and ice tearing through my chest at once, my soul rippling into pieces, my eyes wanting to fall out from its socket.

“This is all real.” Elara looked up at her mother, confusion clouding her innocent face. “Mommy?” Aurora blinked rapidly, her vision blurring as Xavier slid into the driver’s seat and started the engine. Lilith leaned back with effortless grace, Jaxon nestled beside her. Her chest constricted, her heart pounding with the cruel rhythm of truth. “I truly have been reborn,” she breathed, her fingers curling tightly around Elara’s hand. “And now… I finally see it.”

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

Donald’s hand tightened around mine. “Do not let go,” he murmured. “I am not planning to,” I replied. We had barely taken a few steps when the first woman approached. “Donald,” she purred, placing a manicured hand on his arm. “I did not know you were married.” Her eyes flicked to me, sizing me up. “I am,” he said calmly. “This is my wife, Rebecca.” Her smile faltered for half a second before returning. “Oh. How lovely.”

“You look tired, and not the normal ‘I stayed up watching dramas’ tired. Did something happen?” I stiffened for a second, unknowingly held my breath. If only she knew. But how was I supposed to explain that I’d been reborn? Or that the other day was supposed to be the day I met my ex husband? I swallowed, trying to mask the shake in my breath. “No, nothing happened. I’m okay,” I muttered softly. Mia didn’t look fully convinced, nevertheless, she just shrugged. I could tell she didn’t want to force things more than necessary.

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.

Staring at me in disbelief, he stuttered, "D-Did you just hit me?" After harboring resentment for him across two lifetimes, I was finally able to release all my pent-up anger. I let out a cold laugh and lowered my voice. "Yes, I did. Even after being reborn, you're still just as self-righteous and arrogant as you were in our previous life." His expression stiffened before realization dawned on him. "You… You were reborn too?" I ignored him and turned toward the security guards. "Throw him out along with the wedding dress. I don't want them soiling the main entrance of my company."

Nadia makes a small sound behind me. "Who are you?" I ask. The woman smiles. It is not a kind smile. "My name is Catherine Reed," she says. "I'm Vincent's wife. And I've been waiting twenty-six years to meet the girl who ruined my family." The person waiting at Sebastian's mother's house is not one of Vincent's men. It is his wife. Catherine Reed, and she has been waiting twenty-six years to meet the girl she blames for everything.

“Where are we going? And speaking of your husband, since when do you refer to him as an idiot? Who are you and what have you done with my friend? Seriously did you die and come back to life? She was cackling now, the sudden change in my behavior having both surprised and amused her. I started to laugh too, wanting desperately to tell her how right she was even though she had just used it as an expression. I did come back to life, and luckily, to my senses as well. “How about I answer all your questions, while we shop for new clothes,” I said, raising my credit card I’d found and brought with me in the air. She squealed, her excitement about to split her in two. Not only did she like this new