Rebirth After Being Betrayed by My Husband by Isabella Reed

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Ethan had already regained consciousness when he overheard his parents discussing two conditions with Lily.

Initially, as he opened his eyes, he felt a wave of confusion. Where was he? What had happened? One by one,

fragmented memories of the accident began flooding back into his mind.

The first thought that struck him was about his wife. Where was she? She had been waiting for him, and he was

supposed to pick her up. Had she heard about the accident? If so, she must have been frantic with

worry.

Unable to move much due to his injuries, Ethan turned his head slightly and realized he was in a hospital. His

parents were seated nearby, happily chatting with Lily. Watching the smile on his wife's face brought a wave of

relief to his heart.

Before the accident, he had often worried about whether his parents would accept Lily as their daughter-in- law.

He knew they had already chosen someone for him-the daughter of their closest friends. It had been a delicate

situation, and Ethan wasn’t sure how things would unfold.

But now, seeing the scene in front of him, he felt a sense of joy and peace. His parents had clearly embraced

Lily, and their warm interaction reassured him. It meant the world to him that his wife now had someone to call

“Mom” and “Dad,” filling the void of parental love she had missed during her childhood.

Ethan silently promised himself that he would do everything in his power to find her biological parents and

reunite them as one big, happy family. Until then, he was grateful that his own parents could provide her with

the affection and care she deserved.

For a while, Ethan enjoyed watching the lively atmosphere in the room. The teasing and laughter among his

parents and Lily were heartwarming. But as tticked by, he began to feel a little sour. It had been over ten

minutes since he’d woken up, yet no one seemed to notice him.

He watched them joke and pull each other's legs, completely engrossed in their banter. His lips formed a small

pout as he realized his wife's attention was entirely on them instead of him. The longer it went on, the more he

felt like a forgotten patient.

How could they ignore me? he thought indignantly. I'm the one lying here injured, and they're busy having fun

without me? And my wife... how could she let them take her attention away from me?

The thought made him grumble internally. Heartless people! Cruel Wife Attention Grabbers!

Determined to reclaim the spotlight, Ethan cleared his throat and coughed loudly, breaking the lively chatter. The

sudden sound startled everyone, and they all turned toward him. Finally, they realized that the patient they had

been happily ignoring was wide awake and waiting for their attention.

As Ethan's eyes fluttered open, Lily's face lit up with a bright smile. She rushed to his bedside, her voice filled

with relief and excitement. “Ethan, you're awake!”

He blinked a few times, his gaze meeting hers, calm and unreadable.

“How are you feeling?” she asked softly, leaning closer. “Do you need anything? Should | call the doctor? Are you

in any pain?”

“W-water,” Ethan croaked in a hoarse voice, his throat dry.

Lily quickly nodded, pouring a glass of water with trembling hands. She adjusted his bed carefully, helping him

sit upright before holding the glass to his lips. He took a few sips, his parched throat finally soothed.

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“Thank you so much, beautiful lady,” Ethan murmured, his tone polite.

Lily froze mid-smile, blinking in confusion. Did he just call me... beautiful lady?

“W-what did you just call me?” she stammered, her heart sinking.

“Beautiful lady,” he repeated innocently. “I’m sorry... | don’t know your name. Are you the nurse?” His gaze

wandered around the room before landing on his parents. “Mom? Dad? You're here too. What's going on? Why

am | in a hospital?”

It was as if Lily had been struck by lightning. Her body stiffened, and tears welled up in her eyes as her mind

struggled to process his words.

Everyone in the room froze, their faces mirroring the sshock. Beatrice, Ethan’s mother, stepped forward, her

expression scrutinizing. She looked into her son’s eyes, trying to read him.

Under his mother’s sharp gaze, Ethan swallowed hard but managed to maintain his indifferent expression.

“Ethan, you don’t remember anything?” Beatrice asked, her tone both concerned and probing.

“No, Mom,” Ethan replied, his hand moving to rub his forehead as though in pain. “What am | doing here? What

happened to me?”

Beatrice’s lips curled into a knowing smirk. Ah, so my son thinks he can fool me? she mused silently. You may be

a good actor, Ethan, but I'm your mother. Let's see how long you can keep up this charade.

While Beatrice saw through Ethan's act, everyone else in the room looked genuinely unsettled. Parker, Ethan's

best friend, was the first to recover. Grabbing Ethan’s hand, he asked urgently, “You really don’t remember

anything?”

“What are you talking about, Parker?” Ethan asked, his voice laced with confusion. “Can someone please tell me

what's going on?” His eyes flicked briefly toward Lily, who stood frozen, tears glistening in her eyes.

This is just a little lesson, my dear wife, for ignoringearlier, Ethan thought mischievously, his heart chuckling

while his face stayed stoic.

Tang Jun, standing nearby, decided to explain. “You were in an accident, Ethan. Your car crashed earlier today,

and that’s why you're here.”

“Oh,” Ethan said slowly, as if piecing everything together. “That explains the hospital, but...” He paused, looking

back at Parker. “You all keep saying I've forgotten something. What is it?”

“Well... you, um... forgot her,” Parker stammered awkwardly, pointing toward Lily.

“Her?” Ethan frowned, turning his gaze to Lily. “Who is she?”

Parker opened his mouth to respond, ready to reveal the truth, but Beatrice quickly stepped in. Before Parker

could say “wife,” she gave him a sharp nudge and smiled slyly.

“She’s Parker's wife,” Beatrice said smoothly, pushing Lily toward Parker with a practiced nonchalance.

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