In This Life, I'm Loved

My husband, Francis Zouche, thought we weren't well-off and could not afford to raise a child. So, he forcibly took me to the hospital to get an abortion. Right after the surgery, I discovered that he had transfered 200 thousand dollars to his first love, Heidi Colman, for her birthday.

Out of pure rage, I got into a huge fight with him in the car, which led to an accident that killed us both.

When I opened my eyes, we had returned to the day before our wedding.

In our previous life, we were married for ten years. We weathered storms and supported each other, but Francis never wanted us to have a child of our own.

On the day I died, I finally understood that the one he loved was Heidi.

After getting a second shot at life, I decided to fulfill his wish. We canceled the wedding, blocked each other's phone numbers, and never contacted each other again.

Eight years later, Francis became a top lawyer in Alvren and publicly proposed to Heidi at a law forum.

Seeing that I was still single, he mocked me with a sneer, "Yvette, I know you loved me for two lifetimes. But I am getting married now. Don't keep waiting for me to come back to you."

I glanced at him wordlessly and bent down to pick up my daughter before walking away.

As a shocking realization hit him, his eyes reddened.

He questioned furiously, "Didn't you promise to love me forever and to only give birth to my children?"

I had just stepped into the hall where the law forum was held when I saw Francis Zouche standing on the stage, wearing a sharp suit and speaking charmingly. His every move was filled with confidence and pride.

I froze for a moment, feeling that it was kind of surreal to be seeing him again. It had already been eight years since we parted ways. If I had not seen him that day, I would have forgotten what he looked like.

After Francis was done with his speech about legal matters, he publicly proposed to Heidi Colman, who looked at him with eyes full of admiration from the audience.

The crowd applauded and cheered.

Heidi walked onto the stage, moved to tears. She repeated several times, "I do."

Francis smiled brightly and knelt down. He slid the engagement ring onto the finger of the woman he loved.

In my mind, I could not help but recall the scene when Francis had proposed to me. He had not knelt down like he did now. In fact, he just mentioned it casually. Even the engagement ring was just a ring pull from a beer can. It was uncaring and thoughtless.

But when faced with the one he truly loved, Francis spared no effort to make sure that she got the best proposal possible.

Amid the blessings of the crowd, the two happily embraced.

The people who had crowded around them started to talk