I took a knife for my police boyfriend of ten years. He survived by a hair's breadth and promised to grant me any wish. Everyone thought I'd take the chance to ask for marriage. After all, I'd proposed several times before, and I was just three months pregnant. But no one expected me to break up with him in front of everyone, then turn and walk away without hesitation. Someone told my boyfriend to hurry and chase after me. But he looked at me with disdain. "Who doesn't know she's just a doormat? She's carrying my baby, and now she's just playing hard to get. I'd be a fool to chase after her!" He had no idea I'd been reborn. In my past life, he'd said yes to my proposal. But the young girl he'd saved cried and tried to kill herself by slitting her wrists. So my boyfriend locked me up at home like a dog, keeping me chained every single day He broke both my legs, the legs I used to dance with. Even on the day I gave birth, he strangled our baby to death right in front of me, and I died from severe bleeding. Heaven had mercy on me, and now I've been given a second chance. This time, I'll do exactly what he wants...