SECOND CHANCE WITH MY REBORN WIFE

Chapter 2

Ceelin

After I left my parents' house, I didn't go home immediately to my mother-in-law's house where Phil and I lived. I went to Bay Park first to relieve my heavy chest. Bay Park is a place near the sea that has been turned into a park. I always come here every time my chest feels stuff.

It was Sunday, so there were many friends, lovers, and families out at the park. They all had happy smiles on their faces. I was the only person in the park alone and feeling miserable.

I couldn't help but feel envious as I looked at a family who were bonding happily. I could see the love of the parents for their two children on their faces. They loved their children equally. Whatever the eldest had, the youngest had too.

The two children in the family I was watching were very lucky. Unlike me, who grew up being jealous of my younger sibling. My parents loved her as if he were their only child.

Back then, every time my parents bought new toys and clothes for Lucy, I would just sit in the corner and secretly look at her with envious eyes. If only my parents bought me just one new toy, I would be very happy. But I grew up and became an adult, and I never experienced being bought new clothes and toys by my parents. Everything I wore was worn out by Lucy. All my toys were my sister's old toys that she had deliberately broken before throwing them away. Because she knows that I always pick up the toys that she has already thrown.

I became a kind, obedient daughter and sister so that my parents would be happy with me and learns to love me. But no matter how much effort I put in, they didn't appreciate it. To them, everything I did was wrong. And when I made a mistake, they would scold and hurt me mercilessly.

I immediately wiped away the tears that were streaming down my cheeks. I suddenly remembered my in-laws, and I stood up from sitting on the bench. I hadn't cooked lunch for them yet. They are definitely awake at this time and looking for food.

I hurried home and secretly prayed that my in-laws would still be asleep. But when I got home, I was immediately greeted with a strong slap from my mother-in-law.

The swelling on my face hadn't even subsided because of the two strong slaps my father had given me, and now another slap landed on my face. My mother-in-law pulled my hair tightly and dragged me to the kitchen.

"Where's the food you cooked for me and Paula?" Her eyes blazed as she asked me after pushing me into the table.

"I'm sorry, Mom. I forgot to cook because my Dad called me and asked me to go home," I said apologetically, wincing at her.

"Really? For all I know, you just don't want to cook food for us," Paula said with a sneer. She was sitting in front of the table with a frown on her face. "Just tell us if you don't want to serve us anymore, Ceelin. We won't force you to stay here."

I quickly shook my head at Paula. "That's not true, Paula. You and Mom were my husband's family, so I'm obligated to serve you."

"It's good that you know that, b***h," Paula said, throwing a sharp look at me.

"It's only natural that you serve us, Ceelin. Because if you hadn't screwed over my son, you wouldn't be his wife now. Because of you, Phil almost doesn't want to come home. He doesn't want to see your disgusting face," my mother-in-law said in a disgusting voice.

In the two years Phil and I have been married, I can only count on the fingers of my one hand the days Phil has come home. When he does come home, he leaves immediately and doesn't sleep here. Because of this, my mother-in-law hated me more.

I just cry silently. My mother-in-law and sister-in-law treated me badly. The way they treated me was not far from the way my parents treated me. They also despised me.

They think that I liked what my father did. They thought that I was an accomplice of my father in making a way for me to become Phil's wife. They said that I was only after their family's money.

At first, I was also forced to marry Phil because I couldn't disobey my parents. But Phil was handsome. Any woman would like him and want to be his wife. Even if he doesn't like me and seldom comes home, I still couldn't help but love him.

I was a good wife to him even though he treated me coldly when he came home. I hoped that one day he would accept me and learn to love me. I just wanted to experience being loved. But even the love I was longing for from my husband was not given to me by my cruel fate.

"It's time for us to free Phil from his marriage, Mom," Paula said to her mother, which made me frown.

"You're right, Paula," her mother agreed. She left the kitchen for a moment and returned with a piece of paper in her hands and placed it on top of the table. It was a divorce letter. "Sign these divorce papers, Ceelin."

I shook my head firmly. "No, Mom. I won't sign them. Does Phil know about this?"

Paula laughed when she heard my question. "Do you think Phil would stop you from signing that divorce paper if he were here? He'd be grateful to us because he'd finally be able to marry the woman he truly loves."

I shook my head again as tears welled up in my eyes. Does Phil love another woman? Is it the reason why he couldn't learn to love me? Because he loves someone else?

"Don't waste our time, Ceelin. Sign the divorce papers and get out of this house," my mother-in-law insisted.

But because I still didn't want to sign the divorce papers, my mother-in-law picked up the breakable mug on the table. She forced my right hand on top of the table and hit it hard with the mug. I screamed in pain. I felt like my heart stopped beating for a moment.

"If you don't sign, we'll break your left hand so you'll be completely useless," Paula threatened firmly.

Paula came over to me and forced my left hand on top of the table and my mother-in-law hit it with a mug once more. I screamed in pain again. I wanted to faint so I wouldn't feel the pain anymore. Why were they so cruel to me?

My hands were shaking as I signed the divorce papers. If I didn't sign it, they might cut off my hands. After I signed the divorce papers, they dragged me out of the house and threw me out the gate like a dog.

It was as if the sky sympathized with my sadness because a heavy rain suddenly poured down. My body trembled as I got up from the ground and walked along the road, not knowing where to go.

Amid the heavy rain, a car suddenly caught my eye. It was speeding as it headed straight at me. Before I could dodge, my body had already hit the bumper of the car hard.

With the force of the impact, my body flew and landed on the side of the road full of mud. In my darkening vision, I saw the license plate number of the car that had deliberately hit me. And my heart was broken when I recognized the plate number of the car. It belonged to my husband. Phil wanted to kill me.

I GASPED loudly as I opened my eyes. I was surprised to see that I was at a party instead of lying on the side of the road and dying.

"What happened? Why did I suddenly end up in this place?" I asked myself in confusion. I suddenly felt dizzy so my standing position was slightly unstable. But before I fell to the floor, a strong arm wrapped around my waist.

"Be careful, lady," I heard the man who helped me not to fall to the floor say to me.

When I opened my eyes, I was surprised to see that the arm wrapped around my waist was none other than my husband's arm. Before I could push him away, he quickly let go of my waist and walked away from me.

I was even more confused by what was happening. Was I dreaming?

"Happy twenty-fifth birthday, Mr. Salvatore," I heard a visitor greet Phil.

My eyes widened at what I heard. Today is Phil's twenty-fifth birthday? Does that mean I didn't die but instead I traveled back to the day of my husband's birthday? And this was also the day we got engaged after our parents found us naked and sleeping together in bed.

Oh my goodness! Did God take pity on me because of the cruelty I suffered in this world? Did HE give me a second life so I could change my fate? I felt happy because of what I discovered. God gave me a second life. And this time I will never let what happened to me in my first life happen again. I don't want my second life to be entangled with Phil. Never again!