At five months pregnant, my husband's mistress visited our home, intending to start a fire.
Instead of calling Jeremiah Carson, I covered my face with damp cloths and silently waited for help.
In my previous existence, I had immediately phoned him when the blaze began, requesting emergency medical assistance.
The infant survived that time, but Yvonne Blunt perished in the flames.
He claimed not to blame me, encouraging me to remain hospitalized until delivery. He even took time off to care for me.
However, on the day I gave birth, he brutally killed our newborn.
He forced both me and the baby into the inferno.
In my final moments, I glimpsed his vicious, distorted expression through the flickering light.
"Yvonne wouldn't have died if you hadn't started that fire! Did you think you could deceive me by playing the victim? Think again! You'll pay for her death!"
"You enjoy arson? I'll make you experience it firsthand, feeling Yvonne's agony before she died!"
As I regained consciousness, I found myself back at the fire scene.

After My Husband's Lover Played With Fire and Burned Herself

I broke the silence, "Are you finished with that? If so, let's go inside and complete the paperwork."


"I'll step aside so you don't have to worry about your image."


"Zenith, do you have a heart of ice? Can't you see how much pain you've caused her?"


"I demand that you apologize to her right now!"


I scoffed at his audacity and, noticing Yvonne's smug expression behind him, I replied coldly,


"Aren't you the one who's blind? You pushed me down the stairs. Did you ever say sorry? What right do you have to claim you're the baby's father? Is it because you ignored me during the fire?"


"Or maybe it's because you spent my entire five-month pregnancy involved with another woman?"


His brows furrowed in rage as he yelled at me.


"You were pregnant and set your own house on fire, trying to burn Yvonne alive!"


"I thought giving you a week would help you cool down, but clearly that was pointless."


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