In my previous life, I worked as a janitor at my son Todd Landon’s school to earn money for his tuition. When I suddenly received the devastating news of his death, I stumbled to the crematorium in shock, only to be told that Todd’s body had already been cremated. My husband Jeffrey Landon blamed me for Todd’s death, claiming I had caused him to ingest poison. Even Todd’s teacher Rachel Thornton questioned me: “Are you really his mother? How unfortunate for him to have you as his son!” I was taken away by the police and spent ten whole years in prison. After my release, while working, I accidentally witnessed Todd’s wedding. Standing between Todd and Jeffrey was that teacher, Rachel. Rachel defiantly lifted her chin toward me, while Todd thanked his mentor with pure happiness on his face. This scene filled me with such rage that I suffocated to death on the spot. When I opened my eyes again, I had returned to the day before Todd’s fake death. ***** “You don’t understand anything! How could I have such a stupid mother! You can’t do anything right, embarrassing me in class every day! Look at Ms. Thornton! You’re nothing compared to her—you’re so ignorant!” Facing Todd’s constant verbal abuse, I appeared completely calm. After all, I had been reborn, and tomorrow was the day Todd would fake his death. Today was Todd’s parent-teacher conference. The other students’ mothers were either highly educated professionals or wealthy socialites. Years of hard labor had left my face wrinkled, and I wore discarded old clothes. Todd was ashamed of me and pretended not to know me once we got to school. This student who excelled academically at school became incredibly arrogant at home. Jeffrey spent all day lying on the couch playing video games, turning a blind eye to Todd’s behavior. I spent almost all the money I earned on the two of them, only to receive their disgust in return. Looking back now, their resentment had been building for a long time, and they had already begun plotting Todd’s fake death. As a mother, when I heard the news of my son’s sudden death, I was naturally heartbroken. But they could never understand that feeling—it was worse than death itself. I remember clearly how Jeffrey and Rachel kept saying it was my fault, blaming me for letting him ingest poison. They threw the death certificate in my face—Todd’s cause of death was food poisoning. I had personally prepared every meal Todd ate. I was completely bewildered and was taken away by the police in a daze. After spending ten years in prison, I was introduced to work as a hotel cleaner. However, I never expected to witness Todd, who had supposedly been dead for ten years, joyfully holding his wedding ceremony. He tearfully bowed to Jeffrey and Rachel, thanking them for their care over the years. “Without the nurturing love of my mom Rachel and my dad, I wouldn’t be who I am today. If there’s a next life, I want to be your child again!” Rachel took the microphone, her gaze piercing through the crowd to lock onto me. Then, staring directly at me, she said provocatively: “Todd loves me so much that he didn’t want me to suffer through pregnancy, so he specifically had another woman bear his child. I will always love you!” Watching the three of them embrace and cry tears of joy, I died of rage on the spot. Now that I’ve been reborn, I looked coldly at Todd hurling insults at me and Jeffrey who had long been cheating, already forming a new plan in my mind. Since they had gone to such lengths to set this trap, I might as well play along. If Todd wanted to die, I was prepared to grant his wish. They should also taste the suffering I had endured. “What are you waiting for? I need two hundred dollars tomorrow. Give it to me now!” Todd impatiently stretched out his hand, as if this money meant nothing to me. I quietly dialed his homeroom teacher’s number to verify this matter. Todd hadn’t expected me to actually call and confirm, and immediately looked panicked.
After I put the call on speaker and let Todd listen to his homeroom teacher’s scolding, I simply let out a cold laugh. When I hung up, Todd flew into a rage, hurling everything within reach to the floor. Flying glass shards cut several bloody scratches across my arm. “Why can’t you just give me some money? When you die, it’ll all be mine anyway! And you even told my teacher about this. You really are just an ignorant country woman!” Before he could finish, I slapped him hard across the face. Jeffrey on the couch couldn’t even be bothered with his video game anymore, and they both shouted in unison: “Are you insane?” I shook my stinging wrist, frowning slightly. Honestly, that slap carried all the resentment from my previous life, and it must have hurt him badly. Ignoring them both, I walked straight into the bedroom and locked the door behind me. Outside, Jeffrey was consoling the furious Todd. Though they kept their voices low, I could still hear them clearly. “Just bear with it a little longer. This is her last day of being arrogant—we’ll have her thrown in prison tomorrow!” “I’ve had enough of her! If it weren’t for her, how would my classmates look down on me? Dad, just marry Rachel already. The three of us can live happily together.” I pulled out my phone, and the living room scene was clearly visible on the surveillance feed. They thought the broken camera was never fixed, but they didn’t know I’d secretly installed two additional cameras. I suddenly remembered how, in my previous life, consumed by grief over losing my child, I’d overlooked the home surveillance system. Back then, I felt so guilty I nearly took my own life several times. I gently wiped away the tears at the corners of my eyes and turned off the surveillance feed. My marriage to Jeffrey had faced opposition from my friends and entire family. Just when our relationship was in crisis, a car accident changed everything. Jeffrey had shielded me with his body, and I lost my ability to have children as a result. To repay his life-saving grace, I was willing to cut ties with my parents to marry him. He’s probably forgotten that before I married him, I was also an only daughter, cherished and adored by my family. After marrying him, not only did we have to raise his deceased comrade Robert Davis’s son, but we also had to endure their cold treatment. Now, I’ll just wait quietly for tomorrow’s show.
Early the next morning, Jeffrey had already prepared breakfast. Todd glared at me angrily and said sarcastically, “I don’t know how you can still sleep! What time is it now?” I glanced up at the time and slowly sat down at the other end of the dining table. “I didn’t delay your meal or school, so why are you angry?” He dramatically opened his mouth wide, pointing at me, then turned to complain to Jeffrey: “Dad, I really can’t understand how you could fall in love with this kind of woman.” I picked up my fork and continued enjoying my breakfast. Having heard too many such harsh words, I had become numb to them. After Todd finished breakfast, he blatantly exchanged a meaningful look with Jeffrey. After reaching their understanding, the two left one after the other. I applied makeup to make myself look haggard and arrived early to wait outside the funeral home. Even though Todd and I were going to the same place, we had to stagger our arrival times, all for the sake of his pitiful pride. How could his father, who was addicted to games all day, have money to pay for his education? He had always relied on my working from dawn to dusk to afford his schooling. Time passed minute by minute, and just like in my previous life, my phone rang right on schedule. Rachel’s panicked voice came through the receiver. “Ellie, come to the funeral home quickly! Todd died from food poisoning despite emergency treatment.” I calmly replied, “Oh,” hung up the phone, and checked the time. Then I slowly walked into the funeral home. The eye drops I had applied in advance made my eyes glisten with tears. This time I arrived much earlier than in my previous life—Todd hadn’t been wheeled into the cremation chamber yet. Before they could react, I suddenly rushed forward, crying heartbreakingly: “My son! If you’re gone, what will I do?” I threw myself completely onto Todd, pulling away the cloth covering his face. He did indeed look dead. His lips were purple, his face was pale as a sheet—typical symptoms of poisoning. I wiped my tears, pretending to be devastated, and staggered over. Then I grabbed Jeffrey by the collar and hissed in a low, angry voice: “He looked fine this morning! What happened? How could my son die? It was you! You murderer! You killed my son!” Jeffrey broke free from my grip, calling me a crazy woman. He violently threw the death report and diagnosis at my face, pointing at my nose and cursing: “The real murderer is you!” He pretended to cry, beating his chest and wailing: “If you didn’t like Todd, you could have told me directly. Why did you have to use such methods to harm him? He was just a child! When Robert was dying, he entrusted his son to us, and you clearly promised to treat him like your own son. Now, how can I face Robert in heaven?” When a man cries so miserably, perhaps everyone would believe his words. Just then, Rachel walked over. She calmly urged the staff to cremate Todd quickly, but I stopped her, shouting: “Wait a little longer! I still have so much to tell my son.” Rachel impatiently interrupted me: “Ellie, Todd is already dead. You’d better let him rest in peace.” I thought to myself: “How could I not know they had planted informants? As soon as Todd is cremated, the police will arrest me for murder the next second. How could I fall for this trick a second time?” I tightly grasped Todd’s hand and leaned down to whisper in his ear. To outsiders, this was nothing more than a heartbroken mother making her final farewell to her beloved son. But the reality was far from that. I didn’t know what method they had used to make Todd appear dead. I suspected Todd might have actually been poisoned, but it wasn’t food poisoning, and he could take an antidote. Watching his lips grow increasingly purple, I whispered softly: “The feeling of waiting to die isn’t pleasant, is it? Are you looking forward to Rachel becoming your mother?” His fingers twitched slightly, his nails digging hard into the back of my hand. “In everyone’s eyes, you’re already a dead person, and no one will come to save you. I thought I could exchange my sincerity for yours, but you nearly took my life because of it. Rest in peace. At least you were once my son, and I’ll pray for you often.” Gradually, Todd lost his strength, and his fingertips grew cold. All the memories from my previous life flashed before my eyes—everything was over. I collapsed onto Todd, crying bitterly, and Jeffrey roughly pulled me away. He used such force that he threw me to the ground. My knees were bruised and battered, and I couldn’t get up for a long time. After confirming that Todd was truly dead, Jeffrey grabbed my hair with tears streaming down his face. “What did you do to him? You killed him!”
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