Chapter 2

Beg him?

Why would I beg him?!

Listening to his arrogant tone.

It brought back memories of our first life.

In our first life, Marcus and I got married right after graduation.

After marriage, we started our own business.

Soon, we had a small package delivery studio.

My daily task was to pack packages.

I thought life was pretty good.

But in the end, it all fell apart because of human nature.

Just before we got married, Celeste had invited Marcus to start a business with her overseas.

I didn’t want to go abroad, so he refused.

Later, Celeste returned to the country, not only with vast wealth but also as the CEO of a listed company.

Marcus felt like he’d missed out on a fortune. His eyes turned red with envy.

After a few days of feeling down, he sought out Celeste. This time, she was still willing to take him abroad to develop his career.

Marcus was ecstatic.

He came back demanding we sell the package delivery studio we’d spent years building. But I wouldn’t let him, and I firmly refused to go abroad with him.

He flew into a rage, smashing the entire studio, howling like a mad dog.

“Why won’t you go?! This is such a golden opportunity to make money, why aren’t you valuing it?!”

I clutched the package box in my hands tighter.

“We’ve been working and researching here for years. Victory is just ahead! As long as we keep at it, we’ll make something great!”

“Besides, we haven’t failed! The studio expands every year, our quality of life gets better every year. Why can’t you just stick with it?!”

After hearing my words, he exploded in anger.

“Stick with it? This pathetic little operation, you want me to stick with *this*?!”

“Every single classmate and friend who graduated with us is now a CEO rolling in cash, with thousands of employees working for them. I feel like a nobody standing next to them!”

I said, “Why would you think that? Who gives a damn about what you’re doing? Everyone’s got their own lives to live. No one’s obsessing over you!”

He wouldn’t listen, continuing to argue:

“It’s all your fault! If you hadn’t refused to go abroad back then, I’d be a multi-millionaire CEO by now!”

“Why would I be stuck managing this pathetic little workshop?!”

My eyes widened in shock, unable to believe he could say such a thing, blaming his perceived failure on me.

“You blame me? I never stopped you back then! How can you blame me? These past few years, besides packing all the packages every day, I’ve been doing laundry, cooking, cleaning, and taking care of our three-year-old. I’ve become a total wreck! Marcus, what have I ever done to wrong you?!”

He seemed even angrier than me.

“What else can you do besides pack packages?!”

“Are you willing to live like this for the rest of your life?!”

“Scarlett, I’m asking you one last time. Are you coming with me or not?!”

“If you don’t, then we’re getting a divorce!”

I stood frozen in place.

For a moment, I felt ridiculous. Seven years of hard work, and the result was a divorce.

“What’s wrong with this? Our life is already better than many families. We already have a seven-figure sum in savings. What more do you want?!”

Hearing my words, Marcus’s expression was defiant, with a hint of ruthlessness.

“What good is a seven-figure sum?! My classmates, their villas are worth seven figures, their sports cars are worth seven figures! Tell me, what can we even do with that?!”

“Marcus, opportunities aren’t just abroad. As long as you have determination and capability, opportunities are everywhere. Our little venture isn’t a lost cause…”

He violently kicked over the shelving unit, his face turning ashen as he cut me off.

“Enough!”

“If you won’t go, I will!”

“I shouldn’t have married you in the first place. You ruined my big future!”

“A stagnant woman like you, Scarlett, you’ll never achieve anything substantial! You deserve to be a miserable, worn-out housewife forever! I’d be embarrassed to be seen with you!”

“Just look at Celeste, she’s capable, beautiful, and knows how to make money!”

“You’re not even a fraction of what she is!”

Hearing those words, tears streamed down my face.

I had to take care of our kid, do housework, and help out at the studio every day. I was constantly busy, turning myself into a worn-out wreck, and he started to resent me.

“So that’s how pathetic I am in your eyes.”

“You know she likes you, and you’re still going with her?”

He knew Celeste liked him. Even before we got married, Celeste had pursued him for three years, but he never agreed, ultimately choosing me.

Marcus looked arrogant.

“Why wouldn’t I go?! Love means nothing when money’s on the table!”

“Let’s just part ways peacefully! A stagnant woman like you, content with mediocrity, you’ll just pack packages for the rest of your life. You’ll never have your day in the sun!”

“You have no ambition, but don’t you dare stand in my way!”

Seven years of marriage.

I thought he was a man who only had eyes for me, a loyal and unwavering man.

Turns out I was wrong.

But just as we were on our way to the courthouse, a large truck suddenly crashed into us.

Our car immediately caught fire, accompanied by the ringing explosion.

When I opened my eyes again, we had both been reborn.

This time, he didn’t hesitate and went abroad with Celeste.

And I, like in my first life, opened a small package delivery studio.

Only this time, I didn't have to take care of a child, or do laundry, cook, or mop floors.

I could devote myself fully to my work, fulfilling the dream I hadn’t completed in my previous life.

Marcus said I had no ambition.

Funny!

My ambition was no weaker than his.