Novel & Cerita Reborn To Marry My Past Love

Now, however, Eric was persistently trying to get close to a woman who bore a striking resemblance to Charlotte—was it truly just a substitute for his lost love, or was there something more? Dr. Jim absently rubbed the urn in his hand, the memory of personally cremating the girl vivid in his mind. Logically, it was impossible for someone to return from the dead, but was Eric really so confused? He had seen it clearly—the love in Eric's eyes was unmistakable, undeniable. He recalled the moment in the ambulance when Charlotte's pulse had begun to fade, the sense of finality as she whispered, "I'll repay you in my next life..." Whispering softly to the urn, he leaned his head against its cool s

The water rushed into her lungs, filled her inside and she gradually sank to the bottom of the silent and endless sea. Before her eyes closed forever, she prayed to God to let her start over. If she were to do it again, if she could be reborn in a new life, she would change everything. She would stay away from these bad people who just used her like an ugly doll. And if that, she would find him. Christopher Harris. How could she recognize too late that she loved him, when in the darkest moment of her life, he came like the only light and treated her like a true woman needed to be treated.

Later, I helped with his mother's funeral and burial. At that moment, Samuel made up his mind that he would marry me if he had a next life. "Is that why your eyes reddened on our wedding night?" Samuel laughed. "Was it that obvious?" I pouted. "Even a fool could see it." Remembering the crucial point, I asked him, "You didn't touch Flora in the past life?" Samuel was startled. "How did you know?" I told him that Flora had also been reborn.

‘This outfit,’ she mumbled before panicking. “What’s the date today?” she asked, eagerness and panic in her tone, causing the man to frown. However, he soon concluded that maybe she didn’t know the date, as she was from the countryside. “Sixth of April two thousand and fifteen,” the driver said, staring at Tracy. He saw the shock and disbelief on her face. Tracy pinched her arm so hard, then yelped out in pain. She looked out of the car and saw the environment. She hurriedly walked out. “I was reborn twenty years ago when I was brought back to the Grants family,” she mumbled in disbelief.

That was why, from the very first day I was reborn, I began secretly planning to transfer the assets under his name. This time, I no longer believed in a man's love. I believed only in the money I could hold in my own hands. Ethan kept talking to himself. "By the way, today is our third wedding anniversary. I'll make it up to you properly. I promise—no one will disturb us tonight." He raised three fingers solemnly, swearing an oath. I nodded and replied sweetly, "All right. Whatever you say." Seeing how agreeable I was, Ethan's mood lifted immediately.

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."

"I'm sorry. I had… I couldn't… I had no idea why… I shouldn't have… shouldn't have done that." I stood tall, looking at her like a judge, and I felt nothing for her. "I turned myself in after I… you died. I love you, I really do. All these years, they keep forcing me to do everything I never wanted to, all in the name of repaying our debt. It's… suffocating. It's a joke. "I used to love Josiah, but I let that go a long time ago. Every moment I spent with you, I was happy."

I throw the covers back, ready to run, to find her…Then I see the calendar. The morning after our wedding. My hand freezes on the bedpost, no. I blink…look again but the date hasn't changed. I stumble back. My legs hit the edge of the bed and I collapse onto it, staring at that calendar. Ten years ago. I drag a hand down my face slowly, forcing my breathing to steady. So this is what it is. A second chance. If I am reborn, it means Elara, she's here, before the pills, the divorce and accident. My fingers curl slowly against the sheets.

"Whitney, after chasing after me for all these years, you can finally marry me. Your dreams are finally coming true. I bet you're delighted." His friends broke out in jeering laughter. "You are lucky to be able to marry Hendrick." Hendrick walked up to me and whispered in my ear, "I won't make the same mistake as I did in my past life. If you want me to marry you, you'll have to agree to one condition. "Once we're married, I'll still want to be with Yvette. Don't stand in my way." My heart lurched in surprise, and I stared at him in shock. That was when I knew—he had been reborn too.

Judy Cassatt was too delighted that her voice came out loud and sharp. Everyone in the room froze. Nate Kieran, My husband, stood right beside me, and the moment he heard her, rage shot straight through him. "What street thug? Who are you cursing?" he snapped. But I only stared at the soft, warm child in my arms, my mind drifting. I had actually been reborn—reborn on the very day my sister switched our babies. In my previous life, she coveted the millions my husband and I would one day leave behind. So she secretly swapped our sons.