Rebirth: Sending the Man Who Abused Me To PrisonChapter 1 I Live for My Daughter

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Before I opened my eyes again, I found myself back on the day I first filed for divorce.

In front of the civil affairs bureau, the sky was overcast, and a chilly wind was blowing.

My ex-husband, Ethan Hunter, pressed his lips tightly together and said nothing, while our thirteen-year-old daughter held my hand, pleading, "Mom, please don't divorce Dad, okay?"

In my previous life, it was the pleading look in her eyes that softened my heart, causing me to miss the only chance I had to escape the nightmare.

I ended up swallowing my pain and continued to endure Ethan's increasingly rampant alcoholism and domestic violence.

Finally, after my daughter got into college, I brought up divorce once more.

This time, not only was Ethan unwilling, but our daughter also strongly opposed it, asking, "Do you still want this family?"

She even threatened to jump off a building.