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My always–healthy husband swallowed pills and took his own life at home.
My sister barged into the ribbon–cutting ceremony like a mad woman, dragging me away and telling me to hurry up and go see my husband one last time.
I had the security escort her out and then calmly release the balloons in my hand to celebrate the opening of the new store.
In my past life, when I heard the news, I rushed home without even attending the ribbon–cutting ceremony, only to find my husband already covered with a white sheet, his body lifeless.
My father and sister brought out “evidence“, accusing me of domestic abuse, claiming I pushed my husband to death, and they sued me.
With both witnesses and evidence, even though the court ruled. that I was not guilty, the internet turned on me, and everyone believed that I had driven him to suicide.
I became the poster child for “the evil woman” and, in the end, I was killed by a self–proclaimed “hero” with mental issues and stabbed to death in the middle of a busy street.
When I opened my eyes again, I was back on the day my husband took his own life.
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- me. Hurry. You might still make it to see him one last time,” my sister, Nora Bennett, said, pushing her way through the crowd to drag me to leave.
I shook her off. “Can you not make a scene? We’re in the middle. of a ceremony. Just behave for a minute, and I promise I’ll buy you that car you’ve been eyeing, okay?”
Nora was panicked, her face pale with urgency. “I’m not lying! Logan really killed himself! You need to come with me now!”
“Stop talking nonsense. I was just talking to him three hours ago. He was perfectly fine at home. There’s no way he would have committed suicide. Stop causing trouble. Security, get her out of here,” I snapped.
The security guards, now with my permission, dragged Nora away despite her protests.
I released the balloons in my hand to celebrate the store opening as well as my new lease on life.
In my past life, on this exact day, I had been rushing around to get the new store’s opening ceremony ready.
And just like now, Nora had barged in, telling me that my husband had taken his life and I needed to go home right away.
I panicked, leaving the ceremony before it even started and rushing back.
But when I got home, all I saw was my husband’s body, covered. by a white sheet.
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Conated to the floor in tears, shouting at him for being so for leaving mabahandalone.
But lors, who had just moments ago been comforting me, suddenly tumed cold. She grabado pretending, accusing me of acting.
Istood, unure of what was happening.
She said shed on the bro on Logan more than once, and with tears, explained that Logan had been depressed and that I should have just divorced it at him free.
The people around us, not knowing the troth, believed Hora’s woede, calling me ndous and heartless.
At that moment, my fatbar showed up.
I looked at him with hope, praying that he would defend me, that he would speak up for me.
But instead, he looked at me with disappointment told you a thousand times, treat Logan better. But you never lined. Every time something went wrong, you took it out on him.
Trained you not to compare yourself to orbers, but you were always sing your frianda bashands, thinlang Logan want good enough. You baat hem every day, warbally and physically.
Thow, Logan is dead because of you, and you’re crying his you lost a pet, has this, regret? Regret that you lost your punching bag?
His words were a tirada, and be printed me as a selfish, vain, and malicias sochań.
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Three hours after realizing I had been reincarnated, the first thing I did was push down the overwhelming emotions and call my husband on a video
“Honey, where are you? The ribbon cutting ceremony for the new store in about to art. I’ll pick you up so can go together.”
My husband a not for a moment before replying, Tim at home, having an online meeting with my colleagues. I probably wont be able to join you. Why are you being so clingy today? Don’t worry. Illay home and won’t go out hitting on anyon
Hormed that I might not belies him, ha fipped the camera rond, showing winded at home.
Tsomethings bothering you or I’ve done thing to upset you, just let me know. Don’t bottlestap
He laughed brightly, “lly, you’re the best within the world. I cherish you so much. How could I ever be mad at you?
Länneer was warm and familie, en natural it didn’t even neem forced
The video calls my doubts. It only made them WOR
At this moment, there were only three hours left before he would take his life, yet he seemed completely normal–os of someone about in and in
But why, three hours from now, would be make such a drastic
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As I pondered this, my assistant called to remind me that the ceremony was about to begin.
The assistant was one of the fese people I trusted fully, and after some bestation, I decided to downplay everything, telling her a little white lie about a “end” and asking if she had any thoughts on the soution.
She paused for a moment and then said, “Ms. Bennett, what if the whole thing setup targeting your trend? It’s possible that your friendfather has been unhappy with them for a long
Howay, Iblurted out.
My dad had always spoiled me, and for over years, we had a close father–daughter relationship. He favored me more than he did ore, so how could he have the heart to harm
But my assistants words still made some NETS.
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If my dad truly loved me the way he showed, then why, aber Logan’s death in my past life, did he immediately use of pushing Logan to subthout giving me
Why did he throw me into a storm of public opinion and bring me to court
There was definitely something off abour Logan’s death.
But whore was the problem?
The details of my past life bet replaying in my mind I tried to
