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When Debra died, her husband was still with his secretary. She swore that if she were given another chance, she would never make the same mistakes again...
“Mr. Nichols, your wife is on the verge of death!” the doctor cried anxiously. “You might come to say your goodbyes!”
“She’s still alive? Call me when she’s dead,” Juan Nichols replied, his voice icy and indifferent.
With that, he hung up.
All the light faded from Debra’s eyes.
The machine emitted a steady, cold beep—signaling that her vital signs had ceased.
In her life, she had loved Juan deeply, sacrificing everything—herself and her family—for him.
If she were given another chance, she would never make the same mistakes again...

“Madam, Mr. Nichols has requested you accompany him to the auction. Which outfit would you prefer?” The housekeeper Sophie asked.
Debra gasped, her eyes snapping open.
Everything around her felt eerily familiar.
This was her home, the one she had shared with Juan.
Wait— auction?
Five years ago, Juan was going to a land auction, and as his wife, she had to accompany him.
But Juan paid her no mind and didn’t even inform her that he had replaced her with Shelia, his secretary.
When she arrived at the auction, all dressed up, she saw his secretary Shelia clinging to his arm.
‘How could this be?’ she thought, utterly confused. ‘Am I... reborn?’
Sophie’s voice brought Debra back to reality. She picked out a white gown, hesitating. "How about this one, Madam?"
Looking at it, Debra gave a self-deprecating smile.
It was well known that Juan favored Shelia.
In the past, she often dressed like Shelia to please Juan Miles.
Shelia liked white dresses, so she followed suit, just to earn a little favor from Juan.
"No, I'll wear that one," she said, picking up a red dress.
"But Mr. Nichols likes white dresses," Sophie said hesitantly.
Debra simply ignored her hints.
"I'll wear this one," she said. "Throw away all those white dresses. I don't like them."
Sophie sighed and complied.
Debra looked at herself in the mirror, still vibrant and beautiful. But in a few years, she would be worn down by Juan's torment.
Before that happened, she would end it all!
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The auction was teeming with business elites.
Shelia, in a white dress, held Juan's arm timidly. "I've never been to such an event before. Maybe I should go back."
"You'll get used to it. You'll be attending these events frequently in the future," Juan said.
Shelia nodded.
Meanwhile, Juan was about to enter with Shelia when his bodyguard spoke up. "Sir, won't we wait for Mrs. Nichols?"
Juan frowned. "Didn't I ask you to tell her not to come today?"
Shelia quickly said, "It's not Joe's fault. I told him not to inform Debra. With my status, I'm afraid of gossip, so I thought it would be better for Debra to accompany you in."
Shelia lowered her head like a scared hare.
Juan rubbed his temples. He didn't want Debra to show up at all.
"Mr. Nichols," Shelia murmured, biting her lip.
"It's alright."
Juan patted Shelia's head and said to Joe, "Go intercept her and send her away."
In the crowd, there were murmurs of surprise.
Joe looked over and was also shocked. "I'm afraid it's too late.".
Debra, dressed in a stunning burgundy gown, elegantly walked towards them...

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