I Refused To Save the Simp After Reincarnation

When my husband Jason Carter’s first love, Renee Lynn, showed up at our doorstep heavily pregnant in my past life, I still refused to divorce him.

She was soon accidentally pushed down the stairs by debt collectors, killing both her and the baby.

Ever since then, Jason hated me to the core. Not only did he cheat and keep a mistress, but he also conspired with her violent, mentally unstable brother to kill me.

Before I took my last breath, he sneered, “You owe Renee a life. It’s time to pay up.”

Fine. I must have been blind.

After my reincarnation, I decisively signed the divorce papers, abandoned my savior complex, and stopped meddling in others’ fates.

If he wanted to be a pathetic simp, I would let him be.

“Yvonne, we were classmates once. Please, me and my baby just need a way to survive.”

Renee Lynn was crying her eyes out, looking so delicate and pitiful. She clutched my hand tightly, her eight-month pregnant belly sticking out. She looked like she was about to drop to her knees.

The slight sting of her nails scraping against the back of my hand jolted me awake.

Instinctively, I reached for my neck. There was no blood. I took a deep breath, exhaled forcefully, and felt the smooth flow of air in my lungs.

I felt perfectly normal, not a trace of pain or unease.

I had been reincarnated.

Just one glance at the scene in front of me, and I knew exactly what was happening. This was two years ago, the day Renee could not hold back any longer and came to force me out of my own home.

My heart pounded. I silently thanked god for being kind to me this time.

In the few seconds I hesitated, my mother-in-law had already stepped forward to help Renee up, preventing her from kneeling.

She shot me a sideways glance. Her aged face twisted with resentment as she sneered, “You’re truly heartless! How could you force a pregnant woman to kneel before you? Let me make this clear—whether you like it or not, you’re getting a divorce. Renee was always meant to be the Carter family’s daughter-in-law!”

I snatched the divorce papers from Jason Carter’s hands. All three of them went stiff, staring at me in panic, afraid I would rip it to shreds.

That was exactly what I had done in my past life.

That day, I had just found out I was pregnant. I had been planning to share the joy with them…

One could imagine how I felt.

Anger, injustice, and utter disbelief. Why? Why did I have to step aside just because she showed up?

For three years, I stood by Jason’s side through thick and thin. We endured hardships together and built everything from the ground up!

Now, just because Renee married a gambling addict, I had to clean up her mess?

To top it off, Jason was more than happy to take responsibility for her.

Fine. This time, I would make it easy for them.

Jason quickly tried to intervene. “Yvonne, calm down. Let’s part on good…”

Before he could even finish his sentence, I had already signed the papers.

He was overthinking it. Now that I had been given a second chance at life, I was going to run as far away as possible. I would not let him pin Renee’s future misfortunes on me again.

Just thinking about it made me feel sick.

I handed him his copy of the divorce papers. He was so stunned that he hesitated for a moment and did not even catch them in time.

He never expected me to be this decisive.

He knew how much I loved him!

Before this, he even tried to trick me into signing the divorce papers by lying to me.

He claimed that the business was struggling and the company has been losing money every year. He had taken out loans he could not repay. He claimed that if we divorced, he would leave me the house, the car, and all the savings as though that was supposed to be my safety net.

Unfortunately, I saw right through him. I had already uncovered his affair with Renee.

The moment she cried to him, he would rush to pay off her husband’s gambling debts.

Since he insisted on being a doormat instead of a real man, I would make sure he got to be one!

Watching the three of them exchange uneasy glances with each other, looking utterly dumbfounded, I smirked. “Excuse me, but this is my home, not a dumpster. Now, do me a favor and leave.”

I almost forgot about the pregnancy. I pulled out the pregnancy test report from my bag and tossed them in front of them.

“I’ll handle this myself. Neither of you deserves to be my future child's father or grandmother.”

I felt a tinge of guilt for this child who never got the chance to be born in my past life. However, at the same time, I knew I could not bring him into this world.

This was the only way to cut things off completely.

My mother-in-law’s expression flickered with reluctance, but she quickly masked it. Instead, she gently stroked Renee’s belly and said dismissively, “As if we’d even care!”

How ridiculous. She really thought the child in Renee’s belly was Jason’s.