Reborn Wife Regrets Choosing the Tycoon

A gas explosion kills both me and my wife, Riley Sawyer.

When I open my eyes again, we have both returned to our lives before we ever got married.

In our previous life, Riley and I grew up together. We were inseparable as kids, and after we married, our relationship only deepened. People envied how well we got along.

But in this life, she doesn't choose me.

She accepts the romantic pursuit of Benjamin Prescott, the son of the wealthiest man in the city.

I quietly erase every trace of her from my life and act as if she never existed.

Five years later, the two of them announce their engagement in the grandest way possible and invite all our former classmates.

When I show up wearing the same custom suit Benjamin has on, a diamond ring in hand, Riley's face tightens with anger.

"Jared, it's been years. Why can't you let me go?"

When I followed the address and found the banquet hall, Riley Sawyer stood in the center of the crowd in a crystal-studded wedding gown. She held Benjamin Prescott's arm and smiled as if she had never known sorrow.

Our old classmates circled around her in admiration.

"Riley, that gown must've cost a fortune. One of those stones alone would take me years to pay for."

"Please, Mr. Prescott is the richest man's son. This is pocket change for him."

"But Riley, you hid this so well. You only announced you were with the Prescott heir after getting engaged?"

"I swear, I never imagined the future Mrs. Prescott would be my classmate. I can brag about this for the rest of my life."

Riley lowered her gaze with a shy smile. "I love Ben for who he is," she said. "It has nothing to do with money. We actually wanted a low-key engagement party."

Benjamin drew her into his arms and gently said, "I would never shortchange you."

A few people squealed with envy.

Someone suddenly asked, "By the way, where's Jared?"

"Yeah, Riley, you two grew up together. You were practically joined at the hips as kids. We all thought you'd end up marrying him. How did you two suddenly lose contact?"

At the mention of my name, Riley's lips twitched, and a flicker of disgust crossed her eyes. But with Benjamin beside her, she forced herself to remain gentle and gracious.

"That was all when we were kids. Childhood feelings don't count."

Someone nudged another person with a look.

"Drop it. Riley's engaged to Mr. Prescott now. Why bring up old stories?"

Benjamin gave a calm smile. "It's fine. Everyone has a past, but a past is nothing more than that. We're all here to enjoy ourselves today, so feel free to say whatever you like."

That opened the floodgates for more flattery. They praised the two of them for their generosity and good looks, calling them a perfect match.

In our previous life, Riley and I had grown up together. Our love felt inevitable, and we got married naturally. After the wedding, we got along so well that people envied us.

They used to praise us the same way.

Looking back, it almost felt laughable, as if fate had played a cruel joke.

After getting off the plane, I had spent several more hours in a car to get here. My back felt stiff with fatigue.

I found an empty seat nearby and was just about to sit when a server carrying a tray bumped into me by accident.

A sharp-eyed classmate, Dylan Scott, spotted me.

"Well, speak of the devil. Jared, why does your suit look like it's from the same designer as Mr. Prescott's."