I Let My Husband Pursue His Freedom, and Now He Regrets It
Oliver Harding and I are on our way to get a divorce when a truck rams into our car, making us turn turtle.
Before I lose consciousness, I hear him say, "If I get a second chance at life, I'll definitely accept Zara's confession. Living a life of excitement with her is what I truly want."
When I open my eyes again, I'm taken back to the day I got engaged. As in my past life, Zara Cox stands before Oliver with a bouquet and asks him whether he wants to be with her.
He doesn't even spare me a glance as he drops to one knee before her. He holds out a ring and says, "I love you, Zara. Will you marry me?"
Brilliant. He must have been reborn, too. I give them my blessings, and he and Zara live the exciting life he wants.
But later, he falls to his knees before me. Tears stream down his face as he asks whether I can marry him again.