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

As soon as these words were spoken, the whole audience was shocked.


I calmly looked towards the audience and saw the panicked eyes of Evelyn Miller and Eric Grant, and couldn't help but sneer internally.


Eric Grant thought I would stick to the design from my previous lifetime this time, and had already gotten someone to deal with me.


Little did he know, I designed even better clothes; if plagiarism were to be mentioned, any discerning person would know Evelyn Miller borrowed from me.


Soon, the security guards had apprehended those who spoke.


I recognized them as the guards from the eldest lady's family, and felt a bit moved inside.


Holding the microphone, I looked towards Evelyn Miller.


[I apologize, as I will need to take up some of your time next, but the accusation of plagiarism is a heavy burden for us.]


[If we don't clarify now, it will affect my life later, so I have no choice but to assert this publicly.]


Chapter 6