Reborn, I look at my devoted ex-husband standing before me.
I simply say, “Let's call it quits.”
In my previous life, I gave up my career for our family and wore myself down into a drab housewife.
He made a name for himself, then turned around and ran off with his first love.
This time, I focus on making money, starting a business, investing, and building my career.
From having nothing to being worth billions, I become a clear-eyed heroine who knows her own worth.
My ex-husband regrets everything and waits outside my building, eyes red:
“Give me one more chance.”
I smile. “A chance? You wasted every last one.”
Isn't making money better? Why bother with romance?
