I've Lived My Life Again, and I've Abandoned My Wife and Children

In my last life, my wife and I lived together for forty years, in harmony and love. My son was filial and smart and became a medical expert renowned both at home and abroad. With my children and grandchildren around me and my husband and wife living in harmony, I lived a happy life for sixty years. After my death, my soul had been lingering in the world. But I was shocked to find that my loving wife never shed a tear for me. After I was cremated, she was reluctant to bury me, but threw my urn in a warehouse full of garbage. My son, who was famous for his filial piety, was anxiously urging his mother. “Mom, book the cemetery quickly, Dad can’t hold on any longer.” It turned out that he was not my biological son and each six-month overseas assignment was to enjoy the family happiness with his biological father. And my wife’s regular sister-travel every year was also to reunite with her lover. They used my money to support another man and they were reluctant to buy me a grave after I died. I was in extreme pain and when I opened my eyes again, I heard the shouts of the crowd, “Someone fell into the water, hurry up and save her.” In the last life, Anne Jasmine Cooper and Stanley Gordon jumped into the river in anger, but at the critical moment of life and death, Stanley retreated. As the son of a servant of the Cooper Family, I saved Anne regardless of my own safety and became a cripple because of this. She became my wife to thank me. After rebirth, I pushed Stanley forward when he was about to escape. In this life, I would take care of myself.