This was the story from Clifford Holmes' perspective."A lawyer's purpose is to uphold justice and assist the judicial system in maintaining social order. Everyone is equal before the law."When Holly Lewis first joined the firm as an intern, I remembered saying that to her, just as I had told all our previous interns. At that time, I never imagined she would become my wife in the future.Holly was exceptionally beautiful. She had the kind of beauty that stood out. However, at first glance, it was hard to describe her as a rose. She wasn't the delicate type. She was more like an evergreen and spirited holly tree.Anyway, I did not have high hopes for Holly, thinking she was just one of those clueless interns. They ran around without a clue and followed closely behind me. They had no idea how to solve real-world problems not written in their textbooks. They played by the rules.These interns troubled me with questions. They even made mistakes when typing out documents. They knew no
On the third day after my death, my soul lingered by my husband's side. I watched Clifford Holmes celebrate with Marie Harding for finally losing a difficult patient. He brought her back to our bedroom."That pregnant patient suffered from congenital heart disease and lobar pneumonia. I pitied her. Whenever I think about the fact that I was behind her death, I feel super guilty," Marie sobbed, nearly fainting as she recounted the incident.Clifford, who often gave me the cold shoulder, offered Marie a consoling hug. "You can tell that the patient wasn't well-loved since her family didn't even visit the hospital after her death. Besides, it was a medical accident. You shouldn't feel sad over her death."I grew up an orphan. As my only family, Clifford should have fought for justice instead of helping Marie evade her responsibilities. Because of him, I was denied a dignified funeral. My ashes remained unclaimed at the funeral home. Marie bit her lip. "I'm so thankful for you."Clif
I expected Clifford to be shocked, if not sad, about my passing.But all Clifford did was scoff. "What stunt are you pulling with Holly again? She threatened to divorce me so I'd break it off with Marie, but she refused to sign the divorce papers when I handed them to her. Is she faking her death since the threat of divorce isn't working on me?"George was on the brink of a meltdown. "She's really dead!"Clifford snapped impatiently, "Okay. Where's her body, then?""She's cremated.""And where are the ashes?""I have no idea. I just came home from filming. My manager told me that the hospital called to inform me about Holly's death. It smelled fishy, but I had no right to probe because I'm not her family. Clifford, you need to come to the hospital with me and get to the bottom of this case!"I only had two emergency contacts—Clifford, who was hard to reach, and George, who was crying and nearing an emotional breakdown. George spoke between sobs, but Clifford dismissed his beha
The moment Clifford heard my name, all color drained from his face. Still, he refused to face the truth. He went through the photo gallery on his phone to show Marie my photo. Unfortunately, he couldn't find a single photo of me.He ran to the living room, grabbed the photo frame he placed face down, and showed it to Marie. "Is this her?" His voice was shaking but filled with hope, fervently wishing that the deceased patient was just a woman who happened to share the same name.Marie took a look at my photo before turning away with a scream. "That's her! Why did you show me a photo of the dead, Cliff? It's terrifying!""H-How did this happen…" Deflated, Clifford sank onto the couch, his eyes burning with anger.Marie stared at the photo frame in his hands for a while before connecting the dots. "Wait. Cliff, is she… Is she your wife? Oh well, that works out for us. We can finally be official. You don't even need to worry about divorce and asset division!"She grew excited as she s
Marie tried to plead with Clifford, but he had no sympathy for her. "Meet me at the police department at 8:00 am tomorrow, or I'll get them to arrest you!"As soon as he hung up on Marie, the life seemed to drain from his eyes. His gaze was vacant.He checked his WhatsApp chat with me and repeatedly read the texts. He couldn't hold back his tears, and they fell on the screen. "I'm sorry, Holly. I had no idea. I was wrong, Holly!" Clifford and I had been close and loving. He was my mentor when I interned at the same law firm as a junior-year student. Although he was a competent attorney, his sharp tongue made many interns cry. I gritted my teeth through my internship; as an orphan, I was used to harsh criticism. I cared more about learning on the job.Clifford might be harsh, but he was protective of his mentees, always backing me up against difficult clients.We didn't date for very long before we decided to get married, but the good days didn't last long.It all changed when C
Marie grasped Clifford's hand with a pleading look. After a short silence, he muttered to the policeman, "Nothing's wrong."Marie looked much relieved. My heart sank.The policeman frowned at Clifford. "As an attorney, I'm sure you know the serious consequences of covering up for a criminal. If you confess to your actions now, we can fight for a lighter punishment."Still, Clifford did not budge. "I said nothing was wrong. Please open an investigation if you don't believe me."The evidence had been disposed of. Unless he and Marie turned themselves in, the police could not do anything about the case despite their doubts.I was disappointed at his decision, but it was expected of him. Whether I was alive or dead, he would always pick Marie over me. I should have gotten used to it by now.I flashed a wry smile as bitterness filled my chest.Soon, Clifford and Marie left the police department. Eyes swollen from crying, Marie tried to bury her face in his chest with a smile. "Cliff,
I'd taken a liking to a middle-aged lady, who worked as an attorney, sponsored the orphans, and volunteered at the orphanage. As a result, I decided to study to become an attorney when I grew up.As for George, he once said, "We had to fight for food because the orphanage was underfunded. I'll be a celebrity because they earn tons of money. I'll make sure you and the kids at the orphanage are well-fed!"George and I were not related, but we were just like siblings to each other. We grew up relying on each other. However, my friendship bothered Clifford. He went to George and expressed his wish for George to stay away from me, as the friendship had affected our marriage. Clifford did not believe in platonic relationships between a man and a woman.Knowing I was deeply in love with Clifford, George agreed to stay away from me so that Clifford wouldn't get into arguments with me. After that, he rarely met with me.He had only rushed over to see me after the hospital informed him abo
I woke up to find myself in the hospital. Lying in bed, I saw Clifford by my bedside. He teared up and hugged me. "Holly, you're finally awake! I will never threaten you with divorce or argue with you again! I will not use Marie to hurt you. Let's get along well!"He handled the paperwork after I was discharged and brought me home. It finally dawned on me that I had been reborn. I traveled back to the day I threatened a divorce if he refused to stay away from Marie.In our past life, Clifford chose divorce so that he could be with Marie. Angered and saddened, I suffered a heart attack from emotional turmoil.Clifford ignored me because he thought I was faking it. He met with Marie to celebrate her birthday instead. Left to my own devices, I took some pills and called 911. I endured the pain until the medical staff showed up. Then, I fainted.I spent three days in the ICU to get out of critical condition. At home, I shoved him away. "You were reborn, right? I'll get to the point