Rebirth of a Flopped Actress's Career: First, Love; Second, Me

Chapter 1: Rebirth

The man was drenched, water droplets from his hair dripping onto her collarbone, carrying a searing heat. His crimson eyes burned with almost insane desire, as if he were about to devour her completely.

“Alexander…”

Olivia could hardly believe her eyes. She had been run over and killed by James, so how was she back in this familiar room?

One kiss after another interrupted Olivia’s confused thoughts. Remembering Alexander’s coldness towards her in her past life, Olivia instinctively began to struggle, but Alexander immediately restrained her limbs, leaving no chance for escape.

The sharp pain of being bitten on her lips and the diminishing air in her chest… Just when Olivia was about to suffocate, Alexander suddenly pushed her away.

With red stains on his lips, Alexander methodically buttoned up his shirt, one button at a time, until the last one at his neck. In the span of a second, he had transformed from a wild, frantic presence to a cold, emotionless figure, surrounded by an icy chill.

Having finished buttoning his shirt, Alexander looked down at her blankly and said, “Olivia, did you think I would ever touch you?”

Alexander! Why? If you didn’t love me, why marry me? Why would you never touch me? Why, after so long, did you still loathe me? Even my love was constantly trampled upon!

This desperate scream suddenly appeared in Olivia’s mind. Olivia snapped awake. She finally remembered.

Four years ago, she had been married to Alexander for six months, but he refused to come near her. She tried every possible way to please him, but he remained indifferent.

In the end, under the encouragement of her sister Amelia, she lost all her dignity and drugged his drink, only to find that despite the high dosage, Alexander still refrained from touching her.

“Olivia, if there’s a next time, you’re out of here.”

With a bang, the door was slammed shut. Olivia, covered in bruises, sat on the bed, stunned. She had been reborn?

Olivia took a deep breath. Looking at herself, who had just been ruthlessly discarded by the man, she felt an unusual sense of relief.

“Alexander, I should thank you for letting me go!”

In her previous life, during her four years of marriage to Alexander, she had devoted herself to winning his acceptance, sacrificing her acting career, cutting off all her friends, and neglecting the grandmother who raised her.

It wasn’t until her grandmother passed away and she couldn’t reach Alexander by phone that she truly realized that her four years of deep affection couldn’t melt Alexander’s heart!

Her marriage to Alexander had always been a transaction. He chose to comply to stabilize his ailing grandfather, while she only needed to play the role of a wife while his grandfather was still alive. Only she, stubbornly believing that being good to him would make him reciprocate.

Now, having let go of her obsession with Alexander, Olivia only wanted to live freely again. As long as she was away from Alexander, she could embrace a new life. Since heaven had given her a chance to live again, she would not repeat the same mistakes!

To hell with Alexander and love! Let them go to hell!