Divorce Day Reset: My Wife Back at Seventeen

There's a common secret kept by everyone in the upper crust.

Liliana Coolidge loves me, her husband, to the core, and yet she loves the thrill of sleeping with others behind my back.

She pampers her side pieces a lot, but there's one taboo that they must follow no matter what.

They must never show up in front of me at all.

Everyone knows that I'm the man whom she's loved for a decade and the one she almost died to marry.

Liliana has made it clear that if I were dead, she'd definitely follow me to the afterlife without a doubt.

But this time, her latest side piece is a rebellious one. He actually shows up before me, thinking that he has Liliana to back him up.

He spams my phone with tons of used condom photos, together with Liliana's sleeping visage.

"Mr. Rivero, the strawberry ribbed condom overstimulates Ms. Coolidge too much, judging from the way she kept moaning the whole night. Had she used it when she was with you in the past?"

Only at that moment do I realize that my wife, who loves me to the moon and back, has chosen to pour all the love she has for me while giving her body to other people.

As I stare at the photos, I weep until I don't have any tears left. Then, I draft a divorce agreement and leave my signature there.

But when I turn around, I notice a 17-year-old version of Liliana standing behind me with tears streaming down her face.

Simon's First-Person POV

I listened as Liliana Coolidge's all-too-familiar voice drifted into my ears from behind a door.

She spoke fluent Orinian and sounded serious. "The fact that I'm pregnant with Mo's baby must stay a secret. Simon can't find out about this."

There was a brief silence in the private room, then a wave of cheers and teasing.

"Damn, Lili, you're a legend! Which position is best for getting knocked up? Spill!"

"Relax, Lili. We all know Simon's your whole life. We'll make sure he never finds out."

Liliana thought I couldn't understand Orinian, so whenever she wanted to gossip about her boy toys, she loved switching to it. Well, it's true that I couldn't understand in the past. But things were different now.

My hand slipped from the doorknob, and I turned to the young woman beside me in disbelief. Her eyes were red-rimmed.

"What did she say?" I asked, trying to keep my voice steady. Still, a slight tremor at the end betrayed the turmoil inside me.

Her expression twisted, complicated and conflicted.

I added quietly, "Don't lie to me."

She clenched her jaw, her lips trembling for a long time before she managed to force the words out. "She said… she's pregnant with Mo's baby."

I'd known that Liliana was cheating for a while, but actually hearing that she was carrying Maurice Gray's kid still sent a sharp stabbing ache through my heart.

I lowered my eyes and let out a bitter, humorless little laugh. "Now you get why I have to leave, don't you?"

I looked straight at the young woman and called her name. "Liliana Coolidge."

Tears spilled down her cheeks. In the murky, dim light of the corridor, her face was identical to the 27-year-old Liliana laughing inside the room. The difference was that 27-year-old Liliana had learned to keep her boy toys a secret from me, while 17-year-old Liliana only had eyes for me.

The young Liliana sounded lost and helpless, her voice shaking with sobs. She asked me, "Si, why?"

A day ago, she'd suddenly appeared behind me. When she'd seen the divorce papers in my hand, she'd also asked me why. At the time, she didn't understand why I would choose to walk away from her.

Now, she couldn't understand why she, the woman who had promised to treat me well for a lifetime, had hurt me so badly ten years down the road.

Her throat closed up. She couldn't get another word out.

I reached out to ruffle her hair, but my fingers passed straight through her shadowy, insubstantial form. "There aren't that many reasons for these things. Anyway, a promise is a promise. I won't forget what I said I'd do."