Loved in Rebirth
I decided to cut all ties with Julia Summers. She said she was busy with work, so I quietly packed my suitcase in our bedroom.
Then she brought her so-called true love, Henry Stone, home.
Right then and there, I asked for a divorce.
In my past life, I’d poured my heart and soul into this family and nearly drained every last bit of our savings. Even then, on my fortieth birthday, my own children knelt before me, begging me to let Julia’s dying lover be buried in the Summers Estate.
I looked at Julia and said, "You once told me you’d only ever love me. Have you really forgotten?"
Her eyes turned red.
"I’ll stay with you," she said, her voice trembling. "But Henry just wants a name. Why would you hold a grudge against someone who’s dying?"
When I opened my eyes again, I was twenty-five. This time, I’d give them what they wanted and finally give myself what I deserved.