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One day, my wife declared shamelessly.
“I have another man. Do you want a divorce? Or will you just accept it?”
“Fine… I’ll accept it…”
It might have looked like I accepted it, but on the inside, I was already rotten to the core.
After we married, I supported her by working manual labor jobs while she studied for the bar exam. Once she became a successful lawyer, I was cast aside. Literally thrown away like a dog.
She even forced me to watch her in bed with the man she was cheating with.
Fuck. This fucking world.
If only I could go back to the past, I swear I would get my revenge on that bitch and bastard!
The next day, when I woke up, I had returned to the time when my wife was a rookie prosecutor.