Chapter 1

My husband and I shared a lifetime of love, only to be reborn together in the 80s.

Driven by the hope of rekindling our past, I waited for him at the dance hall where we first met, for two agonizing years.

As I watched him confidently stride toward me, my heart swelled with joy. I reached out, ready to embrace a new life, a new beginning, with him.

But his steps carried him right past me, stopping instead before the manager's daughter.

"May I have this dance with you?"

Turns out, he'd decided he wanted a different partner entirely.

"Scarlett, you've checked the door at least ten times. Who are you waiting for? All these gorgeous men here, and not a single one catches your eye?"

I barely registered Chloe's words, my gaze fixed intently on the entrance.

I was reborn. And today, this very day, was when I first met my husband, Dylan.

In our past life, Dylan and I were the epitome of a power couple.

We started from nothing, building our lives together for over sixty years.

We were poor, we argued, we fought, we cried, we fussed, we complained, but we never once talked about breaking up.

At our lowest, we split the last piece of bread, huddling together for warmth.

After we got wealthy, we moved into a mansion, never forgetting to help our family and friends.

We walked through life hand in hand, a model couple everyone envied.

On my deathbed, I asked him,

"If we could be reborn, would you still ask me to dance that day?"

He kissed me without hesitation. I closed my eyes with a smile, ending that life.

So in this life,

When other men showed interest – no matter how capable or handsome they were – I rejected them all.

I was waiting for Dylan. I was going to be his wife again.

I never attended the company singles mixers.

I told my frantic parents that I had someone special in my heart, and he'd be joining our company this time next year.

My parents thought I was out of my mind.

So I waited, year after year. Dylan, who should have joined the company in 1986, only appeared in 1988.

That's when I learned he'd spent two years in the military.

In our previous life, Dylan had often lamented not having served in the army. Now, he'd actually taken two years to do it.

I guessed he must have been reborn too.

When I heard Dylan was attending the singles dance, I couldn't contain my excitement. I was the first to sign up.

Even though it was two years later, I wore the same red polka-dot dress as in my past life and got a fresh perm.

I politely turned down every man who asked for a dance, sitting in the waiting area, my eyes glued to the door.

Today, I was finally going to properly greet him.

"That's our company's new engineer."

"Looks like he just came back from the military too~ You can tell; he's got that military bearing."

Chloe nudged my arm, pointing towards the main entrance.

That familiar figure entered my view. The restless music in the dance hall seemed to slow to half speed.

Slightly disheveled short hair, a sharp jawline, he glanced left and right as if searching. The moment our eyes met, he gave a shy smile, revealing his signature grin.

He walked through the crowd, heading towards me, just like in our past life.

Twenty-four-year-old Dylan still made my heart flutter.

I took a deep breath, my heart pounding as he drew closer. I raised my arm, ready to embrace the happiness of this new life.

My hand, suspended in mid-air, froze.

He walked past me, towards Chloe, who was standing behind me.

"Hello, miss, may I have this dance with you?"