Chapter 1

On the day of my wife’s first love's wedding, she went completely mad. She stormed the altar with a knife, stabbing him dozens of times until he was dead, and then she slit her own throat.

Standing in the crowd, watching the bloodbath, I was frozen in shock.

That was the moment I realized the woman I had loved for five years had never actually loved me. Her heart belonged to someone else.

So when I woke up back in time, reliving this life, she didn't hesitate. She threw me away like trash to chase after him.

I thought we would never cross paths again.

I was wrong. Six years later, our paths crossed again at the Grand Plaza Mall.

She was now parading around as the wife of the mall’s General Manager, Derek Vance.

He was doing a walk-through inspection with her by his side.

The moment she spotted me, her lip curled in disgust. “Stalking me now, Ethan? Let me make this clear: I’m married. You and I are ancient history. Get over it.”

I didn't even bother to reply. I turned around and headed toward the baby section to grab some diapers for my daughter.

But she chased me down, snatched the pack of diapers from my hands, slammed them onto the floor, and stomped on them with her high heels.

“You’re married with a kid? You used to swear you'd never marry anyone but me! You liar!”

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