Chapter 1

While we were on a yacht trip, my wife Miranda's first love, Aaron Moore, deliberately sabotaged our yacht, causing it to sink to the bottom of the sea.

In my past life, when the yacht broke, I immediately asked my wife, who worked as a Coast Guard officer, to save me and our daughter. Although our daughter was saved, Aaron sank to the bottom of the sea that very day.

Miranda comforted me, telling me not to worry. She not only let me rest in the hospital to recover from my injuries but also bought seafood to help replenish my nutrients. However, she tricked me into feeding both myself and our daughter a highly toxic blue-ringed octopus.

Before I died, Miranda showed her vicious face and said, "Honey, baby, you killed Aaron. I will make you pay with your lives."

Heaven had mercy on me, and I was reborn back to the moment when the yacht sank.

This time, I would repay everything.

As the waves kept flooding into the cabin, the yacht rocked so much that I could hardly stand. I tightened my grip around my daughter. The dizziness and nausea made me want to vomit. I turned and threw up in a corner.

As I vomited, I suddenly snapped out of the horrific scene of my past life.

This time, instead of rushing to my captain wife and asking her to fix the yacht, I immediately called the coast guard's emergency rescue hotline.

Huddled in the corner, I looked at my daughter in my arms, waiting for the crew and sailors to come.

From a distance, I saw Miranda, wearing a uniform, running in the opposite direction of the room I was in.

When I saw her helping the seemingly unconscious Aaron walk to the highest point of the yacht, I felt relieved enough to call for help from the others.

The sailors seemed to think I was just joking, as they teased me for a while.

The yacht's tilt grew worse, and in the corner I was in, some unknown octopuses had already crawled inside.

The sea smell made me continue to vomit until I coughed up blood.

Still, they ignored me, choosing instead to help other passengers with their bags and belongings, not even sparing me a glance.

I endured the constant nausea, pulled the octopuses off me, and climbed toward the highest point of the deck with my daughter.

However, the few remaining intact life jackets were all put on Aaron.

Miranda didn't even bother to look at me and simply placed Aaron on the life raft she had repaired.

My brain was spinning due to the rocking, and the nausea kept intensifying.

In my past life, when I realized the yacht had a leak, Aaron and I ran to Miranda's room, but in order to protect me and our daughter, Miranda left the only intact life raft for us.

By the time she found out that the other life rafts had been damaged, she turned to look for Aaron, only to find that his room had already been submerged due to the tilting of the yacht.

Later, the coast guard recovered the wreckage for an entire week but never found his body.

At that time, Miranda comforted me, telling me it wasn't my fault and told me to focus on recovering.

She even reduced her time at work and took special care of me.

But when I was about to be discharged, she took me and our daughter to the very area where Aaron had gone missing.

In front of me, she took out a blue-ringed octopus and shoved it into our daughter's mouth.

I recognized instantly that it was the highly toxic blue-ringed octopus.

My daughter's face turned dark purple, yet Miranda's grotesque expression was truly horrifying. She asked, "Nathan, do you know that drowning is one of the most painful ways to die? Aaron was so afraid of pain, but he died like that because of you! I'm going to make you suffer a thousand times more than he did!"

She tied a stone to my body, and I sank to the bottom of the sea with my daughter.

This time, I only wanted to save myself and escape from this terrifying woman.