SylvanSentinel

My boyfriend and I both were reborn at our engagement party from seven years ago.
He gave the ring that was originally meant for me to his tearful pursuer who attended the engagement party.
And I, too, smiled and applauded, giving them my blessing.
After the engagement party ended, I went to study in Germany.
When I returned to take the position of Head of Design domestically, I received an invitation to my ex-boyfriend's wedding.
At the wedding, he looked at me, his eyes filled with regret.
"Chloe Evans, it's a pity you don't understand, once I marry her, I can inherit the company."
I pretended not to know, looking at him with a puzzled expression, and raised a glass to him.
Our classmates sighed with regret; who would have thought this golden couple would end up like this.
That said, they all went up to flatter the newlyweds.
Although I was snubbed, I didn't say anything, just watched the wedding unfold.
In my previous life, he had given me a grand wedding.
Unfortunately, the marriage was full of troubles, and people's hearts change.
Three years later, I firmly held my position in the company and was about to be promoted.
A classmate brought news, saying my ex-boyfriend wanted to see me.
When we met again, he was wearing a wrinkled suit, and there were even a few strands of white hair on his head.
"Chloe, we are the real couple, we are the real couple, let's get back together!"
I smiled, shaking off his hand.
"Did you forget, I was reborn too."


Being Reborn with My Husband

My friends congratulated me, and we had dinner at the Japanese restaurant where it all started.


Although the meal wasn't particularly pleasant, the food at this restaurant was still quite delicious.


While eating, we heard a familiar voice once again.


Grace Harrington was fuming with anger.


"Who is this person, haunting us like a ghost!"


Our Lady took out her phone and gave a few instructions to someone on the call.


Soon after, we saw Evelyn Miller and Eric Grant being kicked out.


As they were being expelled, they saw us and their faces darkened, looking extremely unpleasant.


Emily looked at Our Lady with admiration.


Our Lady waved her hand dismissively and said lightly.


"This restaurant was my eighteenth birthday gift, it's in my name."


"Besides, I didn't do it for you guys; it was because they disturbed me."


I smiled, gratefully saying, "Thank you."


After finishing the meal, we were called to the counselor's office.


Chapter 7