After I Died, My Husband Broke Up With His First LoveChapter 1 The Betrayal
Before I reincarnated, I finally got to see my husband, the man I'd been pining for day and night.
But what awaited me at my own grave was a scene I never expected. My husband, Ethan Collins, was standing beside a heavily pregnant woman, both paying their respects to me.
"Hannah, I know I've let you down. Rest in peace."
"Hannah, don't worry, I'll take good care of Ethan for you."
A surge of fury burned through me. A rage so intense it felt like it would tear me apart.
What a pair of vile, shameless cheats!
In that moment, I decided I wasn't ready to reincarnate.
No, I'd stay right here, close to these two, and make their lives a living nightmare.
I trailed behind Ethan, my spirit floating silently as he walked back home.
"Ethan, why did you change the locks?"
"I've told you countless times. We're done. Besides, this is my house now. Why wouldn't I change the locks?" Ethan replied, his tone sharp and impatient.
It had only been a few months since my death, yet my father had aged terribly.
His hair had turned completely gray, and his once-straight back was now hunched over.
Yet, Ethan seemed more energetic than ever.