After Dying In Labor, I Reborn To Dump The Broke Heartthrob

Back when I was chasing Julian Reed, the brooding, broke golden boy of our college class, I was utterly shameless.

I didn't just cover his tuition and living expenses; I even paid for his sick mother's life-saving surgery.

Armed with pure devotion and an unlimited black card, I finally wore him down and made him mine.

After we married, I thought I had secured my happily ever after.

I was wrong. Julian never loved me. Not for a single second.

Behind years of quiet compliance, he secretly despised me, convinced I was a manipulative heiress who bought him and trampled his pride.