My "Dead" Husband Proposed to His First Love

On our tenth anniversary, I received a notification that David had died in a plane crash.

The Jonathan family blamed me for his death, calling me a curse. That very night, they kicked me out of the house.

To survive, I dragged my pregnant body through the wind and rain, working odd jobs and selling crafts at flea markets just to make ends meet.

There were countless times I wanted to give up on life, until my best friend, Chloe, sent me a message.

"Is this your husband?"

I tapped on the photo. David’s face was slightly blurry.