CH 1

Chapter 1: The End Of My Wife's Cheating And The Beginning Of The Second Week Of College Life

TL: Akabane

TL: This one have good story, I guaranteed.

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My wife cheated on me.

At first I couldn't believe it. My wife was always smiling and kind. So when I found out, I thought it was a mistake. But it was true.

"I'm really sorry..."

If you wanted to apologize, you should have never done it in the first place. My wife's affair partner was her handsome, high spec ex-boyfriend from her college days. He reminded me more of my old burning love than her lame husband. Such a common story that could be seen anywhere.

"But I don't want to leave you...please...stay by my side...I want to stay by your side forever..."

My wife made no excuses of any kind. And she said she still wanted to be with me even though she cheated on me. I couldn't understand it at all. Are all women like this? I'm not a popular guy and I've never been with a woman other than my wife. So I didn't know what she was thinking.

"I'll do anything. I'll give you all the money I have. I don't care how you treat me. I don't care if you play with other women. But let me be near you, near you..."

I didn't understand. If she cheated on me, it meant that she liked him more. Besides, the other man was determined to steal my wife. She didn't care if her reputation was damaged by the affair. She even offered me a fee that was many times the market rate. On top of that, she even offered to help me get a promotion in the future. To put it bluntly, I think this is outrageous. If she had a sane mindset, she would be willing to leave her husband, receive the alimony, and live a second life. I'm sure my wife would rather have a good looking and rich man than me. In fact, anyone would say that a very beautiful wife would be a good match for a good-looking man if she were side by side with him. No one loses anything. In fact, it even seems like the right thing to do. And yet.

"I love you I like being by your side! It must be you! I want to be with you! Together forever! I want to be with you!"

I thought this woman was crazy. She must have been confused because she had been caught cheating on me. But the answer remained the same. My wife refused to leave me. Of course, the law would not allow it. If I ask her for a divorce, it may take a while, but it will happen. However, the conversation did not proceed at all. Even if I chose to separate, my wife followed me everywhere I went. Even when I moved out without telling her, she immediately sought me out. She entered my room without my permission and slept next to me. It was a joke of a life. I didn't talk to her at all. I kept ignoring her. But she was always talking about trivial things in her daily life. It was a ridiculous life. The man between us always came to my place and demanded me to give him my wife. And my wife kept ignoring me. Life was awkward.

"Hey, let me hear your voice. Please. I want to hear your voice."

I didn't have the energy.

"Hey, I'll do anything. I'll do anything. So...forgive me. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm not in a position to ask for forgiveness. I'm sorry. But I want to be with you. I only want to be next to you because that's where I belong."

I think I was overwhelmed. I don't know if I still love her or not, I like her but I hate her. I was happy and hated being followed and wanted. My head was a mess. I was supposed to be married and happy. But my wife's past destroyed my happiness. I don't have a great past. I don't have any nice ex-girlfriends or even girlfriends who could threaten my wife. She has a lot of ex-boyfriends. She is popular. She is in the market. I knew that even if my wife left me, I would never be loved by a woman better than her. But my wife was happy even though she went to the other man. I thought this was unreasonable. So I let my words slip.

"I can't see happiness beyond this point."

"...I'm sorry. If there's anything I can do, let me know. I'll do anything."

"Well, then. You should give up on happiness too."

"You mean you want me to break up with you? I know it's selfish of me, but I don't want to do that. Please, I want to be with you. Because I met you, I got me back. So I want to be with you from now on too..."

"Hey, if your happiness is to be with me. If you say your happiness is to be by my side, prove it to me. If you say that your happiness is to be by my side, then I'm sure I can forgive you."

What in the world had I said? I didn't know what I was saying. I hated her and hated her, but I was still full of regrets and couldn't be happy anymore.

"Yes, I understand. I know how much I love you. I'll prove it to you now."

It's not a good way to do it anyway. At best, it's a hug, a kiss, or sex. You can do whatever you want with a woman's body, can't you? That's what you think, right? That's what I thought. But I was wrong.

"Look. I can prove my love. I don't need this life anymore if you're not with me. So watch me. Look at me. Don't ever, ever forget me. I love you. I love you. I--."

My wife took a knife to her own chest right in front of me. She held nothing back. She died easily, staring at me with a gentle smile on her face. It was a death without any aftermath or foreboding. I was simply stunned. The only woman who had ever loved me was lost forever. I don't remember anything after that. My spouses beat me up while I cried. My in-laws cried and cursed me. I lost all my friends. I had at least a job left, but I had no motivation. All that remained was the boring days of drinking. And while I was wandering the streets in a stupor.

"She would have been happy if she didn't have a piece of shit like you."

Those were the only words I heard. When I came to, there was someone in front of me. And I felt a pain in my chest. I was turning bright red.

"Is it all my fault...? That's unreasonable..."

And then I'm just collapsed and died.

And yet...

"I should be dead...why am I so young again?"

When I woke up, I realized that I was in my old boarding house from my college days. Then I looked in the mirror and realized I was getting younger. Both the date on my phone and the date on the TV showed that today was the day before my college entrance ceremony.

"Ha ha! What is this... haha! Am I dreaming?! Did I come back?! Ha, ha, ha!"

I couldn't stop laughing at how ridiculous the situation was. After a moment of laughing and calming down, I suddenly wondered.

"Can I start over? My life..."

I was beginning to think that maybe this was an opportunity. My life peaked the moment I started dating my wife and married her. But to my wife, I was just one of many men. I guess she married me because she happened to be the right age and the right time.

"But if I could start over from college, wouldn't I have to marry my wife? Couldn't I avoid that kind of misery?"

I mutter as I lie on the kitchen floor and look at the ceiling. That's my untrue, honest heart. If I can start over from this time, I can be happy with a much better woman than my wife. Such hope springs up in me.

"Now I have the knowledge of the future and the skills for the working world. Plus I have the knowledge I need to make my college debut."

A previous life? Or the first round? Or should I say? I'm a shady person of shady people, and my first round of college life was a modest one. I was able to study well and got into a major company that everyone envied. However, I had nothing to do with youthful events.

"I can do it now. No, I must do it! No more! I don't want to be unreasonable! I'm not! I'm going to make my college debut! I'm going to make my college debut oh oh oh!!!!"

I shouted, got up to fly, and ran out of my room. I'm going to have a happy future! I'll do whatever it takes to make that happen!

"I'll find a better woman than you! And absolutely! definitely! I'm gonna be happy!! Hahahahaha!!!!!"

I run through the city with a yell. My chest, which should have been empty after being stabbed, was now filled with anticipation.