After rebirth, I gave up the wife I loved in my previous life

The Antarctic research team had an unofficial 'dry spell' ranking, and my name was a permanent fixture at the top.

That’s because for eight years of marriage, my wife and I never shared a bed, never touched. Yet, I stubbornly refused to divorce her.

She loathed me, saw me as pathetic and malicious, believing I'd selfishly caused the death of her beloved childhood sweetheart.

I hated her for being so utterly blind, so heartlessly oblivious.

I swore to cling to her for an eternity, ensuring that even in death, her tombstone would bear *my* name, and mine alone.