Reborn: I Let My Wife Be with Her True Love

At the wedding reception, Seraphina, in her wedding gown, walked straight to her ex-boyfriend.

"Brad, I can't marry you."

"You really think Seraphina would marry a cripple like him?" the man beside her sneered. "You’re just the Sterling family's lapdog."

I didn't care. I simply shrugged, slipping the ring off my finger and offering it back.

Later, Seraphina begged me, claiming she loved me, that she wanted to marry me.

But in this new life, the debt I owed was finally paid.

I looked at her, my words measured: "Seraphina, I actually never wanted to marry you."

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