After I Was Reborn, My Wife Started Chasing Me

I was married to the campus belle for ten years, and she never once called me her husband.

The day she was kidnapped, no one was willing to trade places with her. One by one, they cut ties with her.

I was the only one who stepped forward. I took her place in the freezing water dungeon.

But when she finally raised enough ransom money, she pointed to her first love:

"I want to save him."

I didn't cry or make a scene. I just asked her:

"Would you have been happier if you hadn't married me?"

Her lashes trembled. In the end, she lowered her eyes and turned away with her first love.

"I'm sorry."

I smiled.

I'd heard those words countless times over the past ten years.

I should have known it would end this way.

I rose to my feet and, at the last moment, stepped in front of the gun the kidnappers had aimed at her. Bloodied, I managed a faint smile.

"Congratulations. From now on, there'll be nothing between you and him."

When I opened my eyes again, I was back on the day I confessed to the campus belle.

This time, I turned and ran, blocking and deleting every way she could contact me.

But she was the one who couldn't stay calm.