Chapter 11
The moment the word “divorce” was uttered, Lucas’s head snapped up. “What did you say?”
The lawyer pulled out the finalized divorce papers from his briefcase and calmly explained the situation. “By the way, Mr. Black, Miss Carter also asked me to relay a message to you. She said, ‘What’s done is done. Let’s each move on-and
never meet again.””
“This can’t be…”
How? How could Emily have divorced him so abruptly?
Hadn’t she been reborn? Hadn’t she said she regretted everything? Hadn’t she vowed to treat him well, to love him
properly in this life?
Then why had she divorced him without warning?
And when had she even given him the divorce papers?
Suddenly, he remembered-that document he had signed in haste that day.
So, she had already decided to leave him back then?
Flipping open the divorce certificate, his gaze locked onto the registration date-June 10th.
The day of Emily’s plane crash.
Both Emily herself and their marriage had left him-irrevocably.
In this second chance at life, they could have bared their hearts to each other, could have found happiness again.
But his own stubbornness had driven her step by step into despair, until he had destroyed her completely.
The light in Lucas’s eyes dimmed, fading into emptiness.
Last time, he had been granted a rebirth after holding Emily’s lifeless body.
So if he died now-right before her tombstone-would he wake up in the past once more?
Would he get another chance to make things right?
As if pulled by invisible strings, his hand moved mechanically to the knife hidden in his coat.
Slowly, deliberately, he pressed the blade toward his heart.
But just before it could pierce flesh, a sharp ringtone shattered the silence. “Mr. Black-Mrs. Margaret Black has woken
up!”
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