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After five years of marriage, my husband cheated on me.
On my way to catch him in the act, I saw someone.
It was my pure love, my ex-boyfriend.
But he was supposed to be dead.
That day, he had lain motionless in a pool of blood.

The Resurrected Ex

"Don't look for me, don't look for me, I'll kowtow to you, I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Damien truly surprised me, mumbling incoherently, behaving like a madman.


"You're not Garrison," Serena, who had been silent beside us, finally spoke up.


"You're not him. He has a mole behind his right ear that you don't have." I had no idea Serena knew Garrison so well, well enough to know about a mole behind his right ear.


I stopped pretending too, fixing my recently messed-up hair, and spoke in a calm voice: "How do you know my boyfriend so intimately?"


Serena, oh Serena, how many more surprises do you have that I don't know about?


Astonishment flashed across her face as she looked from me to Caelan. Suddenly, she burst out laughing, her voice sharp, causing me to frown in irritation.


"So you knew all along and set up this whole scheme to play us both," she said contemptuously, glancing at Damien who was still muttering on the floor, scared out of his wits.


Chapter 9