Rebirth: My Wife's Secret was Revealed By Me

To the outside world, my marriage to Luna was picture-perfect. But behind closed doors, it was a five-year prison of cold rejection. She shielded her heart, reserving all her love for her first flame, Felix Woods, while treating me as a mere scapegoat—even refusing to weep when I died protecting her. Now, granted a miraculous second chance at life, I refuse to play the fool again. I am reclaiming my freedom, tearing down the facade, and walking away from this sham of a modern romance.

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Chapter 4

“Isn’t it just me taking care of Felix? He’s a patient, and I—” Luna's voice trailed off mid-sentence.

“You feel sorry for him?” I interrupted.

I smiled, “So, we don’t need to communicate anymore. Divorce is the best choice.”

“Y-you!” Luna clenched her fists and bit her lip in frustration.

Her expression was one I had never seen before. I wasn’t sure if it was because I had pierced through her façade or if she was simply angry. Probably the former.

After all these years, my jealousy and dissatisfaction had been like punches in water, causing no ripples. She had always been so cold.

“I used to believe that if I treated you well, you would reciprocate, and I could win your heart over. But I was wrong. You and Felix were always in sync, while I was left alone in a one-sided devotion, infatuated while ignoring my own needs. Tonight, I will draft the divorce agreement, and tomorrow morning at nine, I will file for divorce.” I spoke with a firm resolution.

Luna stared at me blankly, her silence stretching on for what felt like an eternity. Finally, she said, “I’m sorry. It’s been five years, I haven’t allowed us to cross that line. Just need a while...”

It felt like she was grasping for an excuse. But before she could finish, Felix’s name flashed on her phone screen.

As usual, she answered in a split second.

“Luna, I’m not feeling well. I miss you. Can you come to the hospital and read me a story?” Felix whined, his voice dripping with feigned vulnerability. “I can’t sleep without your stories.”

The pathetic sound made my stomach churn.

“What are you pretending for?” I shot back. “Maybe you don’t even have lung cancer! Even if you do, why do you need someone else’s wife to take care of you? Are you an orphan?”

I couldn’t help but unleash the words I had been holding back. I had swallowed my anger in my previous life, but now it finally poured out, and I felt a rush of relief.

Felix seemed taken aback by my outburst, falling silent for a moment.

“I’ll be right over,” Luna hurriedly replied before hanging up. She looked at me, urgency in her eyes. “Let’s not make a scene right now. We’ll talk when I get home.”

“If that’s what you want, I’ll give you a reason to talk tonight,” she finished her words and left hurriedly.

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