Chapter11 

Mrs. Miller was the first to notice me. 

‘Sandy, you’re back! Come and talk to Kate. She’s been so difficult lately.” 

She took my hand, her tone pleading. 

I pulled my hand away. “I’m tired. I’m going to rest in my room.” 

Mrs. Miller’s face fell, but she didn’t press the issue, turning back to appease Kate. 

She was a far cry from the domineering woman I remembered. 

Back in my room, I pulled Edward’s New Year’s gift from my bag: a red cashmere scarf. 

I wrapped it around my neck, looking at myself in the mirror. 

A smile touched my lips. 

That evening, a knock came at the door. 

I opened it to find Jason standing there, looking haggard and anxious. 

“Sandy, we need to talk.” 

I stepped aside to let him in. 

He wrung his hands, then blurted out, “Sandy, you’ve always been the wife I truly wanted.” 

“I’ve been waiting for you.” 

“Kate’s temper has gotten worse, and she spends money like water. I…” 

I couldn’t help but laugh. “Waiting for me? Jason, do you even believe that yourself?” 

“You were ‘waiting‘ for me while you got Kate pregnant. What do you take me for?” 

He flushed, panic in his eyes. “Sandy, let me explain…” 

I cut him off. “There’s nothing to explain.” 

“You and Kate are having a baby. There’s nothing left to say.” 

“I wish you both the best.” 

He was silent for a moment, as if remembering something. 

“I’ve been having dreams… dreams where you’re the one I married.” 

“You were so kind and gentle, taking care of my parents back home.” 

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“You and Kate are having a baby. There’s nothing left to say.” 

‘I wish you both the best.” 

He was silent for a moment, as if remembering something. 

“I’ve been having dreams… dreams where you’re the one I married.” 

“You were so kind and gentle, taking care of my parents back home.” 

He paused, his voice tinged with pain. “But in the dream, I only had eyes for Kate. I neglected you, I hurt you. I was a jerk.” 

“And I made our son force you to divorce me.” 

I was shocked. He was dreaming of our past life. 

He covered his face with his hands. “I wronged you in that dream. And now I want to make it up to you…” 

I fought to control my anger, my voice icy. 

“If you really want to make amends, then take care of Kate and your child.” 

“And leave me alone. That’s best for both of us.” 

His eyes dimmed, a hint of reluctance in his voice. “But I keep feeling like… you’re supposed to be my wife.” 

My patience finally snapped. “Jason, you need to leave. This isn’t something you should be saying, and this isn’t where you should be.” 

He stood up dejectedly and walked out of my room, his steps heavy. 

I watched him go, feeling nothing. 

In both lifetimes, he wavered between two women, greedily wanting both. 

I began to think. Since Jason and Kate were living here now, there was no reason for me to stay. 

The Miller house was never my home.