Seven Years of Marriage with Jake

Love Story 2- Chapter 6

In my previous life, on the tenth night after my death, Ethan put on a hat and mask and went out. I followed him to the neighboring community.

Ethan went upstairs with familiarity. The moment the door opened, he impatiently hugged a woman.

When I saw that face, I was stunned.

The door closed in front of me, as if separating two worlds.

It was her, Mia.

Ihad only seen her once, in Ethan's high school graduation photo.

At that time, we had been married for a year. While organizing photo albums, I found that photo and jokingly asked, "Honey, who's this? Your classmate? I feel like she looks a lot like me." "Mm, high school classmate, Mia Hawthorne," Ethan replied flatly.

At the time, I was just surprised that I looked so similar to his high school classmate.

Later, that photo disappeared, and I never asked about it again.

Now, seeing these two people embracing and kissing each other, what was there left to misunderstand?

From inside the room came a coquettish voice, "Ethan, I missed you so much---"

What a slut!

Ethan and I had dated for a year and been married for three years.

I don't know if it was his handsome appearance that attracted me, or his body revealed when he lifted his shirt to wipe sweat that moved me.

Later, when he confessed to me, I agreed without much consideration.

We dated, got married.

I thought he loved me.

I thought I would never regret marrying Ethan this life, but after seeing that woman, I regretted it.

Oh, I guess I can't call it this life.

After all, I was dead.