The husband who hated me most died in a sea of flames while saving me.
Before he died, he tore up our marriage contract, his eyes bloodshot.
“If there is another life, I would rather we had never met.”
My body went rigid. At last, I understood that he resented me.
Three years earlier, his childhood sweetheart’s family had been exiled, and she had begged him for help.
But that day, he had gone with me to the temple to pray for blessings, missing his chance to save her. He resented me for ten years because of it.
After my husband died, everyone condemned me. Even my in-laws, who had always adored me, looked at me with loathing.
“If it weren’t for you, my son wouldn’t have died. Your very existence is a mistake!”
At last, I could bear it no longer and took my own life.
But when I opened my eyes again, I had returned to the day Ning Yuanchen came to ask for my hand in marriage.
This time, I’ll do as he wishes and give everyone what they want.
