After a car accident, my husband, Jiang Zeyu, and I returned to our student days.
In our previous life, we had been married for ten years, but he had never been willing to have a child with me.
I knew he had never gotten over his childhood sweetheart.
So after we were reborn, we tacitly deleted each other from WeChat and applied to two universities at opposite ends of the country.
Ten years later, he had made a name for himself and attended a class reunion with his arm around his childhood sweetheart.
Seeing me all alone, he couldn't help sneering:
"You ended up like this after leaving me?"
Just then, my son came running over and threw himself into my arms. "Mom, I want to go home."
The air suddenly grew still.
His eyes fixed on the child, his voice trembling slightly. "You... How could you have someone else's child?"
