Chapter 1My Wife Blamed Me for Her True Love’s Death—In My Second Life, I Let Her Climb During the Landslide

My wife is a popular outdoor adventure influencer. She’s rarely home, always off exploring some rugged terrain, and frequently collaborating with another male influencer for her videos.

In my previous life, the two of them planned a dangerous trek through the mountains. I thought it was far too risky, so I stopped her from going that day and kept her at home.

Not long after, it started pouring rain. A landslide struck, and the male influencer was crushed to death by falling rocks.

But instead of being grateful, my wife resented me for it.

She blamed me, grew cold, and eventually poisoned me. I died in agony, wasting away in a hospital bed.

As I lay there, gasping for breath, she leaned down, her voice trembling with hatred as she hissed in my ear:

“This is all your fault. If you hadn’t stopped me that day, he’d still be alive. You’re the one who killed him!”

Her words were the last thing I heard before the darkness swallowed me.

But then I woke up.

I opened my eyes and realized I had gone back in time—back to the very day she was supposed to leave for that deadly trek through the mountains.

This time, I didn’t stop her.

This time, I pulled back the hand that had once blocked her path.

If she loved him so much, and then fine. She could die out there with him in the mountains.