You Think He's Perfect? Take Him

Everyone is envious of my flawless husband, Samuel Copeland, who indulges in everything I say. But what they are unaware of is the fact that he has betrayed me thrice.

The first time is when he cheated on me with his secretary, Tiffany Finch. He fires her and explains to me repeatedly that it's just a misunderstanding.

I choose to believe him.

The second time is when I'm at my pregnancy checkup at the hospital, alone. Then, I end up seeing him accompanying Tiffany on her pregnancy checkup when he's supposed to be on a business trip.

I have a huge fight with Samuel over it and almost had a miscarriage. Frightened out of his wits, he makes Tiffany get an abortion, then sends her away overnight.

He pleads with me for half a year before I agree to return home for our child's sake.

The last thing I expect is for him to cheat on me a third time, when he actually brings our child to acknowledge Tiffany as his mother.

Angered, I fail to avoid the car that's coming right in my direction. In the end, I die a tragic death in a traffic accident.

The next time I open my eyes, I have returned to the day when Samuel accompanies Tiffany on her pregnancy checkup.

This time, I am prepared with a divorce agreement as I have decided to let them have their way.

Yet, Samuel gives up everything he has, just so that he can beg me to change my mind.

The first time my husband, Samuel Copeland, cheated on me, he claimed that it was a misunderstanding. The second time he cheated, they became pregnant.

The third time it happened, they were already a happy family of three.

The husband who was perfect in the public's eyes betrayed me again and again, which led to my death in a car accident in the end.

When I got a second chance at life, I decided to let go and let them be happy.

…

"Ms. Winters, I have the examination results. You are six weeks pregnant. Congratulations. Your baby is very healthy."

The doctor interrupted my thoughts, further solidifying the truth that I had gotten a second chance at life.

Through the gap in the door, I saw Samuel and Tiffany Finch walk past briefly. Vaguely, I could hear Tiffany whispering coquettishly, "Mr. Copeland, your wife wouldn't find out about you coming with me for my pregnancy checkup, would she?"

Samuel reassured her, "She won't. I told Lindsay that I'm on a business trip, so she won't suspect a thing."

Suddenly, Tiffany pouted. Teary-eyed, she said, "I know that I shouldn't bother you again, but I didn't expect to get pregnant with your child, either…"

Samuel placed his hand on her supple cheek. "Why are you bringing that up? Are you still mad at me for firing you? I promise you—I will think of a way for you to return to your desired role after the