I looked around and realized I was at the office.
The time on my phone showed it was exactly the day I first learned of Darien's accident!
Looking at the date on my phone, I couldn't help but let out a cold laugh. This time, I wouldn't let them deceive me again or exhaust myself from taking care of Darien.
Thinking back to the seven years I spent caring for him, tirelessly serving him day in and day out, I never once complained about the hardship or exhaustion.
I wasted my most precious youth, only to get pain that shattered me into pieces!
Just as I was lost in thought, my best friend's reminder pulled me out of my shock and joy at being reborn.
She said the hospital had just called the office, saying Darien was in a car accident and that family members needed to come quickly to handle matters and pay the medical bills.
I glanced at the date on the calendar, and my heart tightened again.
If it weren't for being reborn...
I would have probably rushed to the hospital like before, paid the bills, comforted my injured husband, and then taken care of his every need.
But the result of doing so would be Darien's betrayal seven years later.
He left every penny to his mistress and her child.