Reborn: Escaping with My Daughter After My Husband’s Betrayal
Marcus doesn’t love me or our daughter. Yet he’s fallen madly i
in love with Lily’s dance teacher.
He spent a fortune buying a luxurious mansion to keep her as his mistress. His love for her is no secret.
The dance teacher came to see me, revealing the red marks on her body.
Tm so sorry.
I never meant to be the other woman,” she said tearfully. “But he won’t let me go. Please help me leave the country.”
In a moment of weakness, I agreed to help her escape.
Marcus went berserk.
He strapped a bomb to our daughter. “Tell me where Melody is or I’ll blow her up right in front of you.”
I broke down sobbing and quickly told him Melody’s location.
After he left, a timer appeared on the bomb strapped to Lily.
Beep…beep…beep…
I rushed over without thinking. The blast threw me backwards.
My daughter’s body exploded into a bloody mist, painting the world red.
“No! I screamed.
When I opened my eyes again, I was back on the day I discovered Marcus was keeping a mistress.
My phone buzzed with another text from an unknown number. This time it was several photos.
In the pictures, Marcus gazed at the woman before him with tender affection. No matter what she was doing – eating, looking at her phone, or just staring into space – his eyes were always fixed on her adoringly
That woman was the apple of my husband’s eye, the one who taught him the meaning of love.
This mysterious number would occasionally share little moments of Marcus and Melody’s romance with me. It was through these glimpses that I saw the human side of Marcus.
The unknown number continued messaging:
Do you know how much your husband cares for that woman? If she so much as frowns, he’s beside himself with concern.]
[They’re holding their wedding at Evergreen Manor tonight. You’re not planning to crash it, are you?]
Why don’t you just get divorced? Do you think you still have a chance?
I gripped my phone tightly. I had tried tracing this number before, but could never uncover who was behind it. But I had my suspicions.
The grief and terror of losing my daughter still haunted me. Shaking, I texted back:
it’s you, isn’t it?]
There was no reply
I won’t be going to Marcus’s wedding this time, I went in my past life.
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Back then, I was shocked to learn my husband was holding a wedding with that woman. Though Marcus and I had been legally married tu. years, we never had a proper ceremony.
I lost all reason and rushed to Evergreen Manor. At the wedding. I caused a huge scene.
Marcus looked at me like I was a stranger and publicly handed me divorce papers.
“Just sign them. I want to give Melody a real family,” he said coldly.
Melody was sobbing uncontrollably. “No, if you divorce your wife because of me, Ill be a homewrecker!
Seeing her cry made Marcus even more protective of her, fueling his hatred towards me.
