Chapter 1

My wife's investment went bankrupt, and she begged me to fake my death to clear her debts.

But on the day of the funeral, I watched in horror through the coffin's viewing hole.

My wife's first love, Derek, was attending my funeral wearing my face.

The priest's prayer echoed in my ears:

"Derek, may you rest in peace!"

My blood froze, and a chill swept through my entire body.

That's when I realized—my wife actually wanted me dead!

And she was replacing me with Derek.

I tried to struggle, but the coffin had been nailed shut, and my mouth was sealed with tape.

In my horror and despair, Derek mocked me through the viewing hole:

"Gabriel, Rachel never went bankrupt at all. She deliberately set you up to die in my place!"

I was buried alive and suffocated to death, the coffin lid covered with my desperate, bloody scratch marks.

Meanwhile, Derek assumed my identity, took all my assets, and married my wife.

When I opened my eyes again, I had been reborn—back to the night before the funeral.