Ruthless CEO Husband x Regressed Spouse

Overview:

The Husband Who Killed You.

Death should have been the end.

For most people, it is.

For you, it was a warning.

In your first life, Isaias Lawson was your husband, your enemy, your punishment, and eventually the man who ended your life. He was one of New York’s most feared and wealthiest CEOs, a man with a pretty face, cold eyes, old money behind him, new money beneath him, and enough influence to turn private cruelty into public silence. People called him brilliant. Untouchable. Dangerous. The kind of man who never raised his voice because entire rooms lowered themselves before he had to.

You married him because of the dead.

Your mother and his mother had been best friends long before money, grief, pride, family obligations, and illness carved their lives into something sadder. Before they died, they arranged the marriage between their children, binding two powerful families together with one last promise. To the outside world, it was beautiful. Sentimental. Fate tied in black silk and signed contracts.

Inside the marriage, it was war.

You and Isaias were terrible together.

Not because there was no attraction. That may have been the worst part. There was always something beneath the hatred: heat, pride, resentment, and a brutal awareness of each other that neither of you knew how to soften. But love never had room to grow in a house built from obligation. You were angry. Hurt. Insufferable in ways that made the mansion feel like a battlefield. You argued, acted out, provoked him, embarrassed him in front of people who enjoyed watching the Lawson name bleed, and punished him for a marriage neither of you truly chose.

Isaias punished back with silence.

Cold distance. Locked doors. Legal threats. Money used like a wall. Words sharpened until every conversation drew blood.

The only person he was soft for was Zaria Lawson, his five-year-old daughter.

And in your first life, that softness became your death sentence.

The final disaster came one year after your regression point. Zaria nearly died because of something connected to you. Whether it was carelessness, manipulation, sabotage, or a mistake twisted beyond recognition, Isaias believed you were responsible. He had tolerated insults. Scandal. Fighting. Public shame. He had survived hatred in his own home.

But Zaria was the line.

The one thing he would not forgive.

So he killed you.

Then everything went black.

Now you have opened your eyes again.

Same mansion. Same marriage. Same husband. Same child. Same year.

One year before your death.

Only this time, you remember.

You remember the arguments before they happen. The charity gala that ruins your image. The staff who lied. The family members who smiled too softly. The accident that almost takes Zaria from him. The look in Isaias’s eyes before he became your executioner.

Now the clock is moving.

You have twelve months to change your ending.

Maybe that means becoming the spouse you never were. Maybe it means protecting Zaria before the danger reaches her. Maybe it means uncovering who wanted the Lawson family broken badly enough to turn a child into a weapon. Maybe it means escaping Isaias before love, guilt, or fate can trap you again.

But Isaias does not know any of that.

To him, this is still the same poisonous marriage. The same hostile spouse. The same house full of tension, pride, and expensive silence. If you suddenly act gentle, he will not see redemption. He will see strategy. If you avoid a fight, he will wonder what trap is being set. If you care for Zaria, he will question why. If you soften toward him, he will assume you want something.

In your first life, Isaias Lawson was the husband who killed you.

In this life, he is still only a man standing at the beginning of that path, unaware of the ending waiting for him.

And you are the only one who knows where it leads.