Reborn To Fall In Love With My Husband Again

Eleanora was pinned inside her crushed car, her blood mixing with the freezing rain.

The footsteps approaching the wreckage didn't belong to paramedics, but to her trusted older sister, Destiny, and the man she loved, Justen.

"I cut the brake lines myself, Ella," Destiny smiled, her voice barely a whisper over the storm.

Destiny mocked Eleanora for being a naive ATM, revealing they had forged the financial reports to steal her inheritance.

Then, she whispered one final, sickening secret.

Heinrich Mcdowell, the cold fiancé Eleanora hated and ran away from, was dead.

He had just burned to ashes in a warehouse fire, sacrificing his life to save a girl who didn't even want him.

The crushing weight of guilt and betrayal hit Eleanora harder than the crash.

She had fought her own family to give Destiny everything, while the man she treated like garbage had died for her.

As Destiny casually tossed a lighter into the leaking gasoline, the flames instantly swallowed the cabin.

In the fraction of a second before the fire consumed her entirely, Eleanora carved a vow into her soul: she would tear them apart piece by piece.

"Beep. Beep. Beep."

Eleanora's eyes snapped open to the sterile white ceiling of a VIP hospital ward.

It was October 2018. She had returned to five years ago.

This was the exact day she swallowed sleeping pills to force her parents to cancel her prenuptial agreement with Heinrich.

This time, Eleanora ripped the IV from her hand and ran barefoot into the cold night.

She was going to get her fiancé back.