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Ashton was taken away. I collapsed into Jake’s arms, weak with relief. “Honey, don’t you have anything to ask me?” He shook his head. “It’s over.” Yes, it was over. All the pain, the
heartache, it was finally behind me. From now on, I was just Jake’s wife. “Let’s go visit my
parents.” He smiled. “Okay.”
On the very first day of my new life, I’d sent my
parents out of Bentonville under a false pretext. They’d retired to their hometown, living a
peaceful life, unaware of my marriage to Jake.
During the Lunar New Year, Jake brought gifts
to my parents‘ home, formally asking for their
blessing.
In March, we finally had our wedding. For the
first time in two lifetimes, I wore a wedding
dress. Jake was an orphan, so my parents were
the only family present. As he offered them tea,
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calling them “Mom and Dad,” I saw tears in his
eyes.
It made me think of my past life. When I died,
Jake was almost 40, still alone. Never any
gossip, no scandals. Almost like he wasn’t
human.
That night, I couldn’t help but ask, “If you hadn’t married me, what kind of wife would you have looked for?” “I don’t know.” He thought for a moment. “Probably none. I was used to being alone.” “Then why did you agree to marry me?” He chuckled, a mischievous glint in his eyes. “Figured having someone around wouldn’t be so bad. Especially such a beautiful
someone.” I widened my eyes. “So, you were
attracted to me?” “Maybe. You did have that debit card, too.” He grinned. “I was attracted to
your money, too.” I pouted. He kissed my
forehead. “Thank you, babe, for giving me a
home.” No. I should be thanking him. My second
chance at life had led me to true love.
The End-
