Reborn and Married to Money: Her Wish Granted

When my wife, Melanie Sanders, and I were on our way to undergo IVF treatment, we ended up losing our lives in a car crash. Then, we both get reborn at the same time.

She complains to me, "I want nothing more than to become a mother! It's a shame that you can't impregnate me at all!"

Hence, she gets married to a wealthy scion.

Having lost my hope in Melanie, I decide to let her go. After that, I marry another woman and build a family with her. Soon, we lead a happy and comfortable life together.

That is, until I end up meeting Melanie again in the future.

As she lays her gaze on my daughter, she comments disdainfully, "Oh? So, you're a stepfather now! I suppose only an impoverished loser like you deserves to raise children who aren't of your own blood!"

I gaze back at Melanie's daughter as well, a cold smirk curling on my lips.

"I suppose the rich really know how to enjoy themselves. After all, your daughter isn't of your own blood, either."

After that, I lead my daughter away while laughing joyously.

The next time I met Melanie Sanders again, it was at my daughter's ballet recital.

I sped down the roads on my motorcycle as I brought my daughter, Caroline Solt, to school. Just as I stopped at the gates, I heard a wave of exclamations come from the crowd.

"Look! That Lamborghini is truly the epitome of luxury!"

"I know, right? To be able to drive such a car to send your kid to school—I'm so envious!"

"I have to say, though, it's quite admirable that someone that rich would still feel a sense of responsibility in personally taking their kid to school."

A voice cut through the crowd's chattering, crying out, "Hey, isn't that Melanie Sanders? Long time no see!"

"Oh, my, you mean that famous dancer, Melanie Sanders?"

"Surely, her daughter must have inherited her talent for dancing."

The next moment, I heard a voice that I couldn't be more familiar with saying casually, "I just went abroad to further my studies. Naturally, I had to come back to the country to grow my career."

I never would've expected that the next time I would hear Melanie's voice again, it would be ten years after we reincarnated.

A mutual friend of ours, Shawn Zink, approached Melanie. "I'm a teacher here at this school. What a coincidence this is that your daughter would be learning ballet here! You remember our classmate, Robert Solt?"

Melanie answered a little impatiently, "Vaguely."

"His daughter is learning ballet here too. Who knows, maybe your children might become dance partners!"

Then, the sharp-eyed Shawn spotted me standing in the crowd. "Speak of the devil! Look, Robert is here, too!

My gaze locked with Melanie's.

A scornful look flickered in Melanie's eyes as she scoffed and muttered, "Daughter? Has he become a stepfather?"

I had been in a hurry to leave the house earlier, not