After rebirth, I no longer insisted on
my husband, the company
commander.
Chapter 1
I decided to put my sister’s name on the
marriage license.
This time, I’d give Jake what he wanted.
This time, I’d be the one to dress my sister in
the wedding gown, the one to place the
engagement ring on her finger.
I’d engineer every encounter between them.
When he took her to New York City, I’d head
south to the University of Miami without a
word.
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Because in my past life, even when I was over
fifty, he and our son were still begging me for
a divorce.
Begging me to finalize his relationship with
my sister.
Reborn, all I wanted was to spread my wings.
and leave romance behind.
- 1.
“Just fill out your name and give it to me.”
Jake tapped his fingers impatiently on the
table.
I stared at the marriage license, my fingertips
tracing the rough edges of the paper, lost in
thought.
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In my past life, I’d filled in my own name like
it was a sacred decree, then excitedly
dragged Jake to buy wedding favors.
Only to be met with a barrage of insults
because he was rushing back to make ginger
tea for Chloe, who had her period.
“Yeah, yeah, I know,” I mumbled, feigning
indifference.
I glanced up at his anxious expression, his
eyes constantly flicking to his watch.
He was wearing a white shirt, the sleeves
rolled up to his elbows, revealing his toned
forearms.
Chloe loved him dressed like this. She said he
looked clean–cut and fresh.
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“If you’re busy, go ahead,” I said, forcing a
casual tone, pushing down the bitterness.
rising in my throat. “I’ll hand it in when I’m
done.
He visibly relaxed, his voice softening.
“Don’t worry, we’re getting married. I’ll take
care of you.
“But please don’t be jealous of Chloe
anymore. It’s bad for her reputation if people
find out.”
I remained silent. In my past life, I’d explained
countless times.
But in his eyes, I was just a jealous and petty
older sister.
Unable to tolerate her gentle and kind.
younger sibling.
He didn’t say anything else, just turned and
hurried away.
I took a deep breath, trying to calm my racing
heart, but my mind replayed the scenes of my
past life.
Our wedding night, he spent the entire night
with Chloe, claiming she was sick. He only
took Chloe with him when he was stationed in
New York, saying she’d never been there.
before.
Even on the day our son was born, Jake was
too busy comforting a heartbroken Chloe
after her divorce to be present.
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Then, just before I died, our son was
whispering in my ear:
“Mom, just divorce Dad. You’re not as good
as Aunt Chloe in any way.”
“Dad’s been miserable with you for so long.
Just let him go.
I looked at my indifferent husband on the
hospital bed. He remained silent.
That deathly silence was all the confirmation I
needed.
I bit my lip hard, until I tasted blood, then
slowly released it.
No. Not this time. I wouldn’t make the same
mistakes.
<
I picked up the pen and slowly wrote two
words in the applicant section:
Chloe Miller.
Jake, if you loved her so much, you could
have her.
I handed the completed application to the
clerk, took the marriage certificate, and
turned to leave the registry office.
I felt no sadness, only an indescribable sense
of relief.
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Chloe and I were taken in by the Millers after
our parents died in a work accident.
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Chloe was charming and knew how to flatter,
coaxing the Millers into treating her better
than their own daughter.
Mrs. Miller, in particular, had her sights set on
Chloe marrying Jake.
But Chloe’s single phrase, “I don’t want to
compete with my sister,” made Jake willingly
marry me.
In reality, she was just stringing Jake along.
Back then, he was just a captain, and she
was waiting for someone better.
I went to the university, clarified the
procedures and the estimated living
expenses, then walked home with a lighter
heart.
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Back at Jake’s military housing, I heard
Chloe’s coquettish voice the moment I
stepped inside:
“Jakey, are you sure it’s okay to be here with
me instead of Sarah? Will she be mad?”
“I can spend time with her anytime,” Jake
replied, his voice tender. “But you always
have such bad cramps, I don’t want you to be
alone.”
Chloe giggled, then feigned sadness.
“Will you still be nice to me after you and
Sarah are married?”
“Of course,” Jake’s voice was firm. “Who
else would I be nice to?”
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“If your sister is mean to you, I’ll divorce
her!”
I clenched my fists, barely holding back the
tears.
Even reborn, hearing my husband speak so
coldly about me still stung.
I composed myself and walked into the room
as if nothing was amiss.
