Reborn in Burning Love

My water broke, but my husband wanted to go buy matching rings with the woman he still loved.

I didn't beg him to take me to the hospital. I simply waited to die without crying or making a fuss.

In my previous life, when I realized my water had broken, I grabbed his pant leg and cried, begging him to take me to the hospital.

In the end, both my baby and I were safe, but Lin Yumo's depression flared up and she killed herself.

My husband acted as if he didn't care, making me nourishing soup and getting up at night to change the baby's diapers, never letting me worry about a thing.

Everyone praised him as a good husband and envied my happy marriage and harmonious family.

But on the night I finished my month of postpartum recovery, he drained our baby's blood with his own hands right in front of me.

I screamed and lunged at him to stop him, but he forced my head down into the bathtub.

"You couldn't have given birth sooner or later, but you had to do it when Yumo was having an episode! What was that if not targeting her?! Do you have any idea how desperate she must have felt, dying all alone?!"

I died a terrible death in the bathtub.

When I opened my eyes again, I was back at the moment I was about to give birth.