Victoria's attack and subsequent arrest became national headlines. The media described the story as the "revenge plan of the century," detailing how she escaped from prison, how she planned the kidnapping, and how she was ultimately subdued.

But only a few people knew the truth—about rebirth, about past lives, about how fate gave us a second chance.


Victoria, after receiving treatment at the hospital, was transferred to a high-security psychiatric facility. Doctors diagnosed her with severe delusional disorder and antisocial personality disorder. She might spend the rest of her life there.

Katherine was sentenced to ten years in prison for conspiracy to kidnap and other crimes. But in her plea agreement, she provided crucial information about "Phoenix Investments," helping the FBI dismantle this international criminal organization.

A month later, Alexander and I renewed our vows in a private beach ceremony. Only our closest people were present—my parents, Oliver, and several of Alexander's close friends.


As we exchanged vows, sunlight spilled across the ocean, creating a breathtaking scene.

"I, Alexander Blake, take you, Ella Haston, to be my wife," Alexander said, his voice filled with emotion. "I promise to love you, respect you, and protect you until the end of my life. I thank fate for giving me a second chance, and I swear I will not waste it."


"I, Ella Haston, take you, Alexander Blake, to be my husband," I responded, tears in my eyes. "I promise to love you, support you, and face life's challenges together. Our past has been written, but our future is a blank canvas waiting for us to create together."

As we exchanged rings, I felt a deep sense of peace and fulfillment. This wasn't a replay of fate, but a completely new beginning.

After the wedding, we decided to leave New York temporarily and travel around the world. We needed time away from the shadows of the past to focus on our future.

Our first stop was Paris, the city of romance. There, I rediscovered my passion for art and began creating a new series of works reflecting my experiences of rebirth and gratitude for second chances.

Alexander also made changes. He decided to dedicate more time and resources to charity work, especially organizations supporting mental health and victims of domestic violence.

"I want to make amends," he explained as we sat in a café beneath the Eiffel Tower. "Not just to you, but to all those I could help."

I smiled and held his hand. "I'm proud of you."

Six months later, we returned to New York. The city looked the same as when we left, but we had changed.

My parents moved back into the Haiston mansion and restarted their lives. My father's new exhibition was a huge success, while my mother began teaching composition at the Juilliard School.

Oliver continues to serve as our lawyer and friend, although he now focuses more on public interest legal work.

As for Alexander and me, we decided to buy an old house in Brooklyn and renovate it into our home and my studio. We wanted a fresh start, a place without memories of the past.

One evening, as we sat on the balcony of our new home looking at the stars, Alexander suddenly asked, "Have you ever wondered why us? Why were we reborn?"

I thought for a moment. "I don't know. Maybe because we had unfinished business. Maybe because our story wasn't over yet."

"Or maybe because we were destined to be together," Alexander said softly, holding my hand. "In any life, any timeline."

I smiled, feeling a deep happiness. "I like that idea."

Just at that moment, I felt a slight dizziness. My hand unconsciously moved to my abdomen.

Alexander noticed immediately. "Ella? Are you okay?"

I looked at him, my eyes flickering with surprise and hope. "I think... I think I might be pregnant."

Alexander's face broke into a huge smile. "Really?"

I nodded, feeling tears well up. "I've been feeling different for a while. I took a test this morning... it was positive."

Alexander immediately pulled me into his arms, holding me tight. "Ella, that's wonderful! We're going to have a child!"

I leaned against his chest, feeling his strong heartbeat. "A new life. A new beginning."

Alexander gently caressed my abdomen, his eyes filled with love and awe. "Our child will never know the pain we've been through. He or she will only know love and safety."

"Yes," I agreed, feeling a deep determination. "We will create a different future. A better future."

We sat there, under the starlight, imagining the faces of our children, imagining the years we would spend together. Our second life gave us a gift—not just each other, but hope. Hope that we could do better, love deeper, and live more fully.

Six months later, our daughter Lillian Elizabeth Blake was born, healthy and beautiful. When I held her, looking at her tiny face, I felt a love and protectiveness I had never known before.

"She's perfect," Alexander whispered, tears in his eyes.

"Yes, she is," I agreed, kissing our daughter's forehead.

Our story was once filled with pain, betrayal, and tragedy. But now, it is filled with love, hope, and new possibilities.

I don't know why fate chose to give us a second chance. I don't know what force allowed us to be reborn, to remember everything from our previous lives. But I know that we won't waste this gift.

We will cherish every day, every moment. We will love, we will learn, we will grow. We will create a world worthy for our daughter to inherit.

Because after all the tragedy and pain, after all the mistakes and regrets, we found each other. We found love. We found home.

And this is more precious than any revenge, any wealth, any power.

This is my second life. The billionaire's revenge wife. But more importantly, this is my real life. My choice. My love. My future.

And it has only just begun.

【The End】