Reborn My Dying Son and the Wife Who Betrayed UsChapter 1

I am the most generous man for miles around.

The factory director's wife's older sister's husband brought his son to stay with us, and he looked enviously toward the master bedroom:

"This bedroom is so spacious and beautiful. If we could live here, Tommy would definitely be able to temporarily forget the nightmare of his mother's death..."

Jasmine Sullivan was still hesitating, and I smiled and proactively picked up the bedding. "It's okay. It's the same if I squeeze in with my son."

On the day the snow fell the heaviest, Jasmine drove the factory vehicle to pick up our son from school.

Her childhood friend's son suddenly cried and said he was cold, but the factory vehicle could only seat two people.

Our son immediately smiled understandingly, his small body shouldering his backpack as he rushed into the snowy road: "Mom, I can just walk home."

Everyone praised me as a rare good husband and good father, and my son was also so sensible.

I just smiled, because only I knew that my son and I had both been reborn.

In my previous life, after she favored Derek Vance and his son again and again, I made up my mind to get a divorce.