Chapter 1

In my previous life, my wife caused a multi-car pile-up while speeding home from her childhood friend's wedding. The accident left four dead and one injured.

When the police called, I rushed to the scene. It was absolute chaos. Fire trucks were everywhere, the air thick with smoke, and people were screaming and crying. It was a total nightmare.

It took a whole day to clear the wreckage.

The police delivered the devastating news. They couldn't find my wife's body. They suspected the flames had consumed it.

To mourn her, all I could do was gather some debris from the scene to place in an urn.

Before I could even arrange a funeral, the victims' families began camping outside my house, demanding justice.

Overnight, I found myself responsible for four deaths and tens of millions in compensation.

I threw myself into work, desperately trying to earn enough to appease the bereaved families.

From the age of thirty to forty-eight, a whole eighteen years, I finally paid off all the compensation and earned the forgiveness of the families.

But my body had paid the price. A stroke left me bedridden, condemned to spend the rest of my life in hospitals.

On my deathbed, I saw my supposedly dead wife and her childhood friend at the hospital with their child for a checkup.

They were laughing together, the picture of happiness. At that moment, I realized everything had been an elaborate deception orchestrated by my wife.

The shock made me cough up blood, and I died on the spot.

When I opened my eyes again, I had returned to the day of the fatal pile-up!