Rebirth: I Quit the Drama and Play Matchmaker Instead

In my previous life, I fell in love with Dante Ravenna, the Don of the Ravenna family who also happened to be my uncle without any blood relations.

As soon as I found out that Dante was drugged with aphrodisiacs, I didn't hesitate to become his antidote.

One month later, I found out that I was pregnant with his baby. Because of that, the old Don pressured Dante into marrying me.

On the day of our marriage, Dante's first love, Serafina Calvetti, had flown overseas out of heartbreak, only to get kidnapped by one of the Ravennas' rival families. They ended up killing her in cold blood.

Before Serafina died, she had called Dante 199 times for help. But Dante never picked up any of them because of how busy he was with the wedding preparations.

When the damage was done, Dante just stared at the 199 missed calls without saying anything. In fact, my life after marriage was even better and happier than before.

I thought Dante had already let go of Serafina's death. What I didn't expect was that he'd lock me up in the basement on the day I was supposed to give birth.

I ended up suffering from heavy bleeding. With one foot in the grave, I begged Dante to take me to the hospital. Yet, he just stood by and watched as my unborn baby and I died in front of him.

Before I breathed my last, I heard his cold and ruthless voice.

"I would've married Serafina a long time ago if it wasn't for you using every trick in the book just to sleep with me and get pregnant with my baby!"

When I open my eyes again, I've returned to the day Dante gets drugged.

In this life, I refuse to serve as Dante's antidote. Instead, I call Serafina on the phone.

"Viviana, call Serafina!"

Hearing that familiar command again, I jolted awake.

I had been reborn.

Without hesitation, I dialed Serafina Calvetti's number. Dante Ravenna's face flushed crimson, his gaze burning with hazy desire as he looked at me.

In my past life, I made the fatal mistake of giving myself to him because of that look. In the end, I died along with my unborn child.

This time, I avoided his lust-filled eyes, clouded by whatever drug was coursing through his system, and left his room quickly.

"Dante, hang in there. Your precious Serafina will be here in ten minutes. I'm leaving!"

The moment I shut the door, I heard him force words through gritted teeth. It sounded like he was calling my name.

I had to run. I refused to die again.

I fled, slammed the door behind me, and stood guard outside. The corridor of the Ravenna estate stretched silent around me, only the glow from the wall sconces pooling on the floor and casting my tense silhouette.

Ten minutes later, Serafina arrived in a rush. She wore an elegant gown and looked exceptionally anxious. The moment she