Reborn To Marry Her Cousin

In my past life, I swore I would never marry anyone but Lyra Vance. I endured eight years of misery just to get that marriage certificate.

During our forty years together, the only time Lyra let me touch her was the day Zane died.

She looked into my eyes and sobbed, asking me why I had to marry her. She blamed me for the loss of her true love.

After she died, I found a house full of love letters she had hidden. They were everywhere.

Every single one began with the same words： My dearest Zan