Reborn a Billionaire: Begging for My Touch Won’t Save You

In the third year of our marriage, my wife still refused to let me touch her.

She claimed she had severe germaphobia and hated physical contact.

That was until I caught her at a motel with her first love, and the two of them beat me to death to keep it a secret.

Reborn to the day of our college graduation, I stepped aside and let them have each other, wanting nothing more to do with either of them.

Five years later, she had become a world-renowned pianist, attending an elite business gala with her boss—that very same first love.