My Ex-Husband Begged for Reconciliation After Betrayal

Synopsis

I never imagined I’d witness my own funeral, let alone one where my fiancé Elias stood rigidly by my casket, his face a mask of disbelief and anguish. I still remember the day I died. I had been rushing back to Elias, eager to tell him the news that we were expecting a baby. But when I got home, I found he had brought Vivian, his ex-girlfriend back to our place. They were settled on the couch I had bought, kissing as if they were the only two people in the world. In the dim light, Vivian’s pale face was flushed, as if she were drunk, loosely draped over Elias. "Eli... Eli..." she murmured. Elias gently supported her waist, brushing her tangled hair from her face, responding to her every call with tenderness. At one point, the ex-girlfriend asked curiously, "Where’s Amelia?" My fiancé replied nonchalantly, "We had an argument a few days ago, and she went on a business trip." Oh, he still doesn’t know I’m gone. Now, I’m nothing more than ashes and charred remains, my final moments spent desperately trying to protect our unborn child. .... On the day of Elias's birthday, I got into a car accident on my way back and died