After He Refused to Take Our Daughter, My Pilot Husband Went Mad While Flying His Childhood Friend

Our daughter was in a car accident and needed surgery in another city.

My husband was the captain of the flight going there.

But I didn't call him. I went straight to the airport and asked the staff for help.

In my previous life, after I begged him in desperation, my husband arranged a seat for me and personally flew the plane to the other city.

But because he hadn't taken his childhood sweetheart to the hospital,

she died in childbirth.

My husband disappeared for two months, then came back and acted as if nothing had happened.

But on the day the first frost fell, he drugged our whole family.

“If you hadn't forced me to go back that day, I could have taken her to the hospital. She would have delivered the baby safely and wouldn't have died. You should be the ones who die!”

He pushed me from the twentieth floor.

When I opened my eyes again, I was back on the day our daughter had her accident.

This time, my husband got his childhood sweetheart to the hospital in time.

So why did he regret it again?