Spoiled Reborn Wife

Reborn

"Don't......Don't......"

Jenny awoke from the nightmare, her breath quick and shallow, a sheen of cold sweat on her forehead.

She opened her eyes and stared at the white ceiling above, and it took her a long time to steady her breathing.

"Awake?" A cold male voice resonated, low and slow, in her ears.

Jenny's mind retreated, accompanied by the sound of searching gazes. Kerwin's icy stare pierced her, his presence emanating a chill like that of an ice cave, sending shivers down one's spine.

Kerwin?

Didn't he die in prison? How......

"Do you love Jeff so deeply that you would go to the extreme of coercing me into divorce by threatening suicide?"

Kerwin clenched his teeth, his jaw setting into a rigid, icy line.

His hands, which hung at his sides, were clenched into fists in death, and the veins on the backs of his pale hands were pronounced, almost accentuating the anger that consumed him.

Suicide?

Jenny cast her gaze downward and noticed her left wrist was encased in thick white gauze.

The sensory nerves had not reacted, but now there was a slight sensation of pain.

Was she reborn? This realization struck Jenny, and she sat up abruptly, her hand flying to her face. It was intact, not disfigured.

Could it be that she had truly been reborn?

And also reborn back three years ago!

Jenny lifted her head abruptly, locking eyes with Kerwin's unfathomable gaze. Her heart pounded fiercely, and tears swiftly filled her eyes, turning them red.

"Kerwin......"

"If you want a divorce, I'll grant it to you; there's no need to torment yourself so much!" Kerwin observed Jenny's pale face, which had lost its color due to blood loss, along with her red eyes and pitiful expression. In the end, he simply couldn't bear it.

He turned his back to her, striving to conceal the pain and the dark possessiveness that gripped his heart.

"I will have Simon send the signed divorce papers over this afternoon, and tomorrow we can go to the Council to finalize the divorce."

No matter what he did, she was disgusted to the core. That cold heart, it seemed, could not be softened. Exhausted, he decided to release his hold.

Jenny heard Kerwin say he wanted a divorce, and a moment of panic ensued, tears welling up in her eyes before streaming down.

"No, I don't want to!" She refused in a panic.

Kerwin cast his gaze downward, chuckling bitterly in a self-mocking way, not taking her words seriously.

"Get some rest and stop causing a scene," he said.

After speaking, the man lifted his leg and was about to step out of the room.

"Kerwin, don't go!" she called out.

Realizing his eagerness to leave, Jenny disregarded the injuries on her wrist. Overcome with anxiety, she didn't even bother to lift the quilt before scrambling out from under the bed, desperate to stop him.

Consequently, she rolled off the bed. Before Jenny could even open her mouth to call for help, a pair of shiny leather shoes came into view.

In the next moment, she found herself rising into the air and gently falling into the man's warm and solid embrace.

Jenny placed her hands around Kerwin's neck, locking eyes with the man before her momentarily.

She had staged a wrist-slitting suicide in her room because she had listened to Laura's instigation, to make Kerwin completely hate her and force him to divorce her, thus escaping his clutches.

Yet she recalls that in her previous life, Kerwin did not divorce her over this; rather, his temperament grew more violent, and his obsession with her became more paranoid and pathological.

He tore off the mask of gentleness, no longer caring about her feelings, and imprisoned her in the basement of the Jewel Garden.

Not only did he chain her and restrict her freedom, he also forced her to have her in the basement.

Because of this, she hated Kerwin more and more, thus listening to Jeff, that scum of the earth, thinking that it was Kerwin who had killed her parents.

To take revenge, she pretends to be well-behaved in front of Kerwin to lower his defences, and then steals the secrets of Kerwin's company and personally sends him to prison.

From that moment, the once powerful and unmatched Kerwin in the capital was dethroned. Ultimately, he suffered torture and met his demise in the chill of a prison cell.

Reflecting on these events, Jenny felt as though her chest was being pierced by innumerable needles, the pain causing her to gasp for air.

It was only the current development that puzzled her.

How could Kerwin let her off the hook so easily when she was reliving her life?

Could it be that he was truly prepared to not desire her?

Kerwin's face darkened, he lifted Jenny from the floor and placed her gently back on the bed.

Jenny's eyes, filled with tears, gazed at him, unwilling to look away.

He frowned slightly and asked with evident displeasure, "Jenny, what are you doing?"

"Kerwin, I don't want a divorce," Jenny said, her voice breaking with sobs. "I don't agree to a divorce."

At those words, a flicker of complex emotions passed through the depths of Kerwin's eyes.

He detached her hand with indifference, his voice so devoid of warmth: "Divorce isn't precisely the outcome you desired, is it? Why are you not willing to do it now?"

"I..."

"Don't worry, I will provide financial compensation, and I will also make it clear to the public that the divorce is a personal matter for me and is not related to you."

Jenny quickly wrapped her arms around the man's waist and plunged into his embrace, tears down her cheeks.

"Kerwin, I'm sorry, I was wrong, please don't leave me."

Her apology was sincere, filled with remorse for debts accumulated from her past life and the last six months.

Kerwin cast his gaze downward, he looked at the woman crying in his arms.

His hands lagged in midair, each finger looking that much more overwhelmed.

Hadn't she always hated him, hated him?

In the six months since they had been married, she had never allowed him to touch her, or even sit at a table to eat. She had disliked him, not to mention taking the initiative to hug him like she was doing now.

Wasn't all that commotion last night to force him into a divorce?

Why is it that now he has agreed to a divorce, she no longer wants it?

And it was as if she seemed like a different person.

"I do not divorce, I do not want to divorce you." Jenny hugged his hand tighter and tighter, as if she was afraid he would run away.

Kerwin's hands hanging at the sides clenched tightly, sighed softly, and spoke extremely helplessly, "Then what do you want?"

Jenny huffed twice, then firmly replied, "I want to be with you; I want to live a good life with you."

His eyes showed a glimmer of hope, but on second thought, that glimmer of hope was extinguished.

The man's mouth curled into a self-deprecating smile as he asked bitterly, "Then why did you attempt suicide last night? To start a better life with me?"

"......" She couldn't say anything.