Rebirth: The Billionaire's Deadly Ex-Wife

d, biting into my bare feet l

waves momentarily drowning out the howling wind. The sky was a suffocating blanket

le. The freezing rain plastered my hair to my face, but I could barely feel the cold. My hands

nd me, his handsome face twisted into a cruel sneer I had never seen before. The man I had loved, suppo

... we've been married for five years. I gave you everything. My family'

stol in his hand, the barrel pointed directly at my chest. "You were just the naive, pathetic heiress. You g

choed from the shadows. My he

that clung to her curves, a stark contrast to my ruined white gown. She wrapped her arm around Vic

so blind. Did you really think all those 'late business trips' were just business

ictor gave me, every whispered promise, every late night I spent waiting for him-it had all been a lie. I felt

ng with the rain. "I raised you after Mom died! I gave you everything! I pai

you didn't deserve it. You're weak, Elena. You're boring. You always played the perfect, sain

ded at

barrel was a void, swallowing t

ng on his lips. "Don't worry, I'll make sure the newspa

a

ploded in my chest. The force of the bullet knocked m

through the cold night sky. The wind whipped past my ears, and I watc

ing. They weren'

. They were embra

ught consumed my mind. It was a thought so powerful, it ignite

gain... I would burn t

ater, and the darknes

-

violent gasp, cho

sticky warmth of my own blood. My fingers clawed at

chest was heaving. My heart was beating a frantic, desperate rhythm again

e damp and tangled. I sat bolt upright, m

ocean. I wasn't in a morgue. I

in my

out the bright morning sun, but slivers of golden light pierced through the gaps. The f

ispered, my voice hoarse and raw

My legs were weak, shaking so badly I had to gra

in the garden, no small cuts from the broken glass of the wine bottle Victor threw

rror, my bare feet sil

hands flyin

shoulders in soft, golden waves. My skin was flawless, my eyes bright and unburdened by the dark ci

esk calendar. The date

4th. Five

he mirror, my fingers trembling against my reflecti

liff. The gunshot. The fall. I rememb

up. I was here. I was me, five years ago, on th

the edge of the vanity. It was a rebirth. A second chance. T

bedroom sudden

my heart leapin

r wal

some. He had a charming, easy smile on his face-the exact same smile that had tricked me

, his voice smooth as silk. "You

l the phantom metallic scent of gunpowder, the ghost of the pain of the bullet tearing through m

fake concern crossing his handsome fac

ut to touch

punch him. I wanted to grab the letter opener from the vanity and drive it straight in

has the power, Elena. If you act crazy now, he will lock you in an a

d the bile down, swallowed the scream, and forced a smile

out a nervous giggle, playing the role of the fragile, stupid girl he th

led me into his arms, and I had to physically stop myself from re

d into my hair. "I will always love you.

estate to celebrate. It was the exact same banquet where he had introduced his new business partner, Damien. And it was th

lection looked back at me, a dark, terrifying determination settlin

n his face. "I have a surprise for you tonight

nnocent mask covering the m

t wait,

was already plan

rt, Victor. You p

verything you own, and everything you are...