My Husband Faked His Death and Made Me Take the Blame and Go to Jail

My husband John Howard took me diving and died trying to save me.

The creditors were blocking the company's door, and then I realized that the company had a deficit of over 100 million dollars!

I willingly took the brunt of everything for him and spent eight years in jail.

After I was released from prison, I ended up washing dishes in a restaurant.

But I saw John, who was supposed to be dead, celebrating their tenth anniversary of love with his mistress in a high-end restaurant!

I went forward to argue with him, but he kicked me to death!

When I opened my eyes again, I found that I went back to the day when John had the diving accident.

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"Ada Taylor, you are a jinx! If you hadn't insisted on taking my son diving with you, how could he have died!"

I heard John's mom wailing in my ears, and before I could react, she slapped me in the face and kicked me hard!

She pushed me to the ground, and I was completely stunned.

The ward smelled strongly of disinfectant, and all I could hear was her crying.

I finally realized that my soul returned to the day when John faked his death and I came back to life!

In my previous life, on our sixth wedding anniversary, John took me diving, but I suddenly fell into a coma.

After I woke up, John's mom beat me madly. Then I realized that there was a problem with the diving equipment and John died trying to save me!

Before I could take care of his funeral, his secretary Tina White hurriedly dragged me to the company, saying that the police had surrounded our company!

It was then that I realized that the company had a deficit of over 100 million dollars. I willingly took all the blame for John, sold all my belongings, and even spent eight years in jail!

I suffered a lot during those eight years in prison. When I finally got released, I washed dishes at the restaurant and worked as a nanny. Every penny I earned was used to pay off John's debts!

John lost his life for me, so no matter how much hardship I had to endure, I had no complaints.

Until that day, I saw John, who had passed away eight years before, in a high-end restaurant!

He got down on one knee, presenting a large diamond ring to a beautiful woman, and the banner next to him read:

"Celebrating our 10th anniversary of love!"

I rushed over to question him angrily, but he kicked me in the chest!

"Stupid, you're willing to go to jail for me. How can you blame me?

"Anyway. Take the ten dollars to buy a mirror and look at yourself!

"Even an eighty-year-old lady is more presentable than you!"

He kicked me to death, and I finally found out the truth.

He had embezzled company funds a long time before, and he faked his death to make me take all the blame!

I died with regrets and no one even made arrangements for my funeral, but he lived happily with his mistress!