Romans & histoires Reborn I’m Done Being The Don’s Wife

For the first time in eight years, I felt like I could finally breathe. I didn't completely cut ties with that family. Every few weeks, I still went back to check on my so-called husband. He was still lying in bed like before. But without anyone taking care of him, the smell of bedsores and waste filled the room. "You wretch, where the hell have you been?" he barked the moment he saw me. Even like this, his first reaction was still to curse me. When I fell down the stairs and was barely alive in my previous life, he had been lying in that same bed. He didn't ask anyone to help me. He just said I was faking it.

I opened my eyes, and the first thing that came into view was the operating room with the emergency light still on. I realized I had been reborn back to the very day my mother-in-law, Lillian Pierce, got into a car accident. Before long, a doctor emerged from the operating room. "The patient's in critical condition! Her liver has ruptured, and we need an immediate transplant from a direct relative." I nodded, having already been mentally prepared for all of this. I pulled out my phone and called my wife, Elena Prescott. "Honey—"

I couldn’t afford this. I didn’t come back to fall in love. I came back for a reason. For revenge. Taking a slow breath, I pushed everything else aside and looked up again—my expression calm, controlled. Like nothing had happened.

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"Every woman I can think of is either a victim or a villain, and I cannot make any of them be both." "Maybe the one he meant isn't any of them." "Who else?" I open my mouth, and no name comes. He looks at me for a long moment, and then he holds out his hand, palm up, like a man asking for a dance. "Stop," he says. "Not tonight. I have had a day of being a Don and I would like, for one hour, to be somebody's husband." My heart does something it has no business doing. "I don't know how that goes," I say. "We never practiced."

“And … Done.” Maya muttered to herself as she finished with her rehabilitation schedule. Because the injuries she suffered were not too serious, Maya was able to do self-rehabilitation at home to get used to her hands and feet again. One week is enough for Maya to return to walking and doing normal activities. However, because Evan is again too worried about Maya's condition, she really can't do many activities that can burden her body. Maya could only do simple movements with boredom these days.

"This isn't you! My wife will never say those words to me. She's obedient. She's sweet. She's kind and loving. I can't believe you suddenly changed. I realized it right after you pushed Amber to the pool, Brianna. You changed that very day!" I smirked and took a single step closer to him. I fought his stares as I whispered the words I've been dying to say. "I am not your wife, Cain. You lost your wife without you realizing it. She died loving you and waiting for you. She died mercilessly." He started breathing heavily after I said that. He even took a single step backwards as if he's suddenly afraid of my words and eyes. He slowly shook his head. His eyes were staring back at me with so many

"Is that a serious question, Father? Well if it is, I'll tell you why you don't have it.. Because that woman.. Up there.. She is NOT your late wife and my late mother.. She is somebody entirely different! She has her own life, her own dreams, her own hopes, her own everything! She only looks like mom, and this is something even a child knows!" "She is a reincarnation of my wife!" "No, she is not a fuckin reincarnation!! That theory, as a whole, is a boatload of crap! If she was a reincarnation, why is she refusing to marry you? I know you've asked, and I know you've been rejected! So, ask yourself, why? Because she isn't your late wife!" "I won't listen to you.. You don't know what I felt fo

The night he bought Kara. At the time, he thought it was just an act of pure kindness. Little did he know that the night would change his life forever. He found true love in the woman he bought. SICILY 2015. Don Leo placed his precious photographs back on his desk. Before the only picture he had of his family was a single stained photograph comprising him, his former wife, and their twin daughters. More pictures were added to his collection over the years. He smiled when he saw his daughter Rebecca with Marco and their two-year-old daughter. Rebecca has found a surrogate that matched her and is now living a life with her dream baby.

She thought and checked the message. "Happy married life." She read out and checked the date. "What!!!." She screams, it's the 3rd of March 2019. A day after marriage. Long Chen entered upon hearing her screams. "What happened?" Long Chen asked confusedly. She stared at Long Chen in shock. "Aren't you dead." She asked quizzically Long Chen stared at her as if she had gone nuts. "If I'm back in 2019. That means I'm reincarnated. But how come that Chen is unable to remember? Isn't he dead." She thought, still staring at him.