30
As spring turned to summer, it rained.
Very similar to the day I died.
The detention center was extremely cold and damp.
Marcus Grant had lost a lot of weight, with handcuffs on his wrists, wearing thin prison clothes, sitting across the glass.
Originally, it wouldn’t have been this dismal.
But he was reincarnated, and used ruthless means to win over the Grant Family’s subordinates.
Old Master Grant was utterly disappointed with him, unwilling to see him even once before passing.
Yes, even with the best hospital, the best doctors, and the best medicine, Old Master Grant’s life was extended by only three months.
Seeing me sitting across from him, Marcus Grant looked up.
A glimmer of brightness appeared in his eyes.
He tried to reach for my hand through the glass.
02 56
22/20
<
2 Chapter 2
The cold sensation kept his hand away on the other side..
“Emily, you still refuse to forgive me.”
I couldn’t help but laugh out loud again.
“Emily, it’s been so hard for us both to be reincarnated; this is a chance given to us by heaven to
start over…”
“I don’t quite see it that way.”
“Bringing us both back, perhaps it’s because some people were too wronged.”
Marcus Grant’s eyes dimmed again.
“Marcus Grant, do you know why we were together so long and never had children?”
Marcus Grant’s gaze fell to my abdomen.
“Because when I married you, your foundation in the Grant Family was unstable, and you needed support.”
The other Grant Family members are watching like hawks; it’s really not a good time for
pregnancy.
Wait until Marcus Grant can fully take control of the Grant Corporation; then it won’t be too
late to have children.
My father, my family, helped him so much.
“But actually, we once had a child.”
Marcus Grant’s pupils contracted sharply.
“When you killed me, I was already three months pregnant.”
“Why did you…”
“Why didn’t I tell you, right?” I moved closer to him, looking up at him, “Why should I have a child for someone like you?”
Marcus Grant’s face turned ashen, displaying a rare expression of pain.
“Marcus, I was really worried that you wouldn’t come back.”
“I was afraid you would feel you lost unfairly!”
Marcus Grant looked at me in shock, the pain on his face spreading to his eyes.
I quietly looked at him:
