I was diagnosed with cancer, and my son’s gold-digging girlfriend immediately took all our family’s money. She even declared that it was all her money, and I couldn’t spend a penny of it even if I died on the street. This ultimately caused me to miss the best treatment opportunity, and my condition worsened, leaving me with little time left. Filled with grief and anger, I pulled her down with me as I jumped off a building to our deaths. When I opened my eyes again, I had traveled back in time to when I first met the gold-digging girlfriend. Surprisingly, I could even hear her thoughts. It was then that I discovered the gold-digger wasn’t her at all. “Jack said his mom wouldn’t even look at a bracelet under 5.000, but the one I bought was only 800.Still, it took me an entire semester of part-time work to save up for it. I gave it to her a few days ago, but I haven’t seen his mom wearing it. I guess she really doesn’t like what I got her.” Emma’s voice drifted into my ears, broken and intermittent. I opened my eyes to see the familiar scene of my home, realizing I had traveled back in time. I had returned to the moment when my son Jack first introduced his girlfriend Emma to me. In my previous life, this gold-digging princess had taken control of Jack’s salary before they even got married. She also used the excuse that it was customary in her hometown to give a $200,000 wedding gift, forcing us to sell our house to raise the money for her. As a result, when I was diagnosed with cancer, there was no money left for treatment. I wanted to negotiate with her to return some of the money for my treatment, promising to repay her later. But she flatly refused and even had Jack tell me, “All the money in your family is my money. Your mother’s life isn’t worth saving. Even if she dies on the street, she can’t spend a penny of my money.” Because of her insistence on not giving me any money, I missed the best treatment opportunity, and my early-stage cancer progressed to late-stage. Looking at my limited time left, I was overcome with grief and anger. When she came to visit me, I pulled her down with me as I jumped off the building. But I never expected to travel back in time. In a daze, I heard her speaking. What bracelet? What did she mean? I looked up, staring at the slightly nervous Emma in front of me, and that voice sounded again: “Auntie is looking at me so seriously, is she dissatisfied with me? I shouldn’t have listened to Jack when he said it would be embarrassing to give it to her in person and insisted on giving it in advance. If I had known, I would have asked my parents for some money to buy a bigger one. Now Auntie must think I don’t take her seriously.” Emma didn’t open her mouth, but that voice kept coming. Could it be her thoughts? But when did she ever give me a bracelet? In my previous life, she had been putting me down since a month before we met. She said she wouldn’t eat fruit that cost less than $5 a pound, wouldn’t eat at restaurants below five-star level, and even the slippers for entering the house had to be celebrity-endorsed limited editions. And when she left, I had to give her gifts. As for her? She never spent a penny, and even the gifts she gave me were supermarket freebies. Just as I was puzzled, Emma looked at Jack and suddenly stood up, saying she needed to use the bathroom. After she entered the bathroom, Jack anxiously pulled me aside: “Mom, why are you just sitting there when we first meet? Why haven’t you given her the welcome gift? Emma is already unhappy.” “And these fruits and dishes, they’re not what Emma asked for, right? Aren’t you obviously putting her down?” I was stunned. Jack had said the same thing to me in my previous life, and I immediately felt that Emma was too materialistic and not a good girl. This led to my strong prejudice against her later. But according to Emma’s thoughts just now, she doesn’t seem to have this intention at all?
I looked at Jack suspiciously, also doubting him. In my previous life, it was this soft-hearted boy who only cared about his girlfriend. When I wanted to sue them for the money and was repeatedly stopped by him, he said not to make things too tense, that they still had to live together in the future, and he would solve it if I left it to him. But when I was waiting on my sickbed for my condition to worsen, I never saw his solution. In this life, I can’t trust this white-eyed wolf 100% either. I frowned and said irritably, “What do you mean by putting her down? Am I putting her down by not treating her like a princess? I prepared gifts and money, and she gave me a toothbrush from the supermarket. It looks like she doesn’t think much of our family either.” “Even if you marry her in the future, I won’t acknowledge her.” Jack was startled by my sudden outburst. He quickly pulled me aside and lowered his voice: “Mom, I’ve told you before, Emma’s family isn’t well off, and she’s had a tough life. Now we should let her enjoy life more, so please be more accommodating to her. Don’t say these things again, what if she hears them?” As soon as he finished speaking, Emma came back. She looked at the slightly heavy atmosphere between me and Jack, startled, and that voice sounded again: “Didn’t I give Jack a hint to comfort his mom? How come it seems like the more he comforted, the angrier she got?” Seeing her sit down nervously, my suspicion grew stronger. I cleared my throat and said, “Emma, you’re still a student, and I don’t need you to buy any gifts. I’m just happy if you can come visit often.” Emma looked confused, and her thoughts sounded again: “What does she mean by not buying gifts? Didn’t I give that bracelet to Jack to give to her? Even if she doesn’t like it, she shouldn’t say I didn’t buy anything, right?” I discreetly glanced at Jack, then pulled out a few toothbrushes from under the coffee table and threw them on the table: “Jack said you were always thinking of me and specially got these freebies from the supermarket for me.” Emma was startled and quickly turned to look at Jack: “When did I give Auntie toothbrushes? What about the bracelet? Didn’t you give it to her?”
Jack’s face stiffened for a moment, but he quickly regained his composure. He casually took out a bracelet from his bag and smiled: “I forgot to give it. It’s good that you’re giving it to my mom in person now, it’s more formal.” Emma sighed in relief and busied herself putting the bracelet on me, while her thoughts sounded again: “Jack is really careless, how could he forget something like this? Thankfully, Auntie asked, otherwise what kind of person would I have become?” I frowned, Emma doesn’t match up with my previous life either? Could it be that in my previous life, she had also prepared a bracelet, but because Jack forgot and I didn’t feel comfortable asking for a gift when meeting someone for the first time, it led to a misunderstanding? Then why didn’t Jack give me the bracelet later? There must be something else going on here. And later she still held onto our family’s money and wouldn’t let go, leading to my tragic death. I definitely need to investigate this thoroughly. After putting on the bracelet, Emma held my hand and smiled brightly: “Auntie, this really suits you, it goes well with your temperament.” I looked down at the bracelet, feeling a strange emotion well up in my heart. In my previous life, because Emma and I had such a bad impression of each other from our first meeting, we had very little contact afterwards. I didn’t know she could say such nice things. Emma turned and reproached Jack a bit: “When will you ever take my matters seriously? Last time when I bought skincare products, I got a set for Auntie and asked you to deliver it to her. You forgot right away and even used it yourself. Now you can even forget something this important?” I remember the skincare product incident very clearly. A month ago, when Emma was video chatting with Jack, I accidentally appeared on screen while I was applying face cream. Emma saw the brand of face cream in my hand and chatted with me about it for a while. As soon as Jack hung up the phone, he said Emma was angry. Because the brand of face cream I was using was actually more expensive than hers. Jack said: “Emma thinks that at your age, there’s no need to use such a good brand. You should save the money for your future grandson. You should just use some cheap creams.” At that time, I was so angry I felt like my lungs were going to explode, and I immediately told Jack this girlfriend wouldn’t do. Now it seems that many things were not as I understood them back then. Jack looked at me guiltily, then hugged Emma and continued to smile cheekily: “I know I was wrong, baby. Next time I’ll definitely put you and mom’s matters at the top of my heart.” My heart sank deeper and deeper. Those things I thought Emma had done to wrong me, it turns out she knew nothing about them. What about taking all the money from our family? Could it have nothing to do with her either? With a head full of questions, I finished this meal. Jack went to send Emma back to school, and I immediately made an appointment for a full body check-up at the hospital. The doctor pointed at the examination report and told me that a small lesion was found in my stomach. After a pathological examination, it was determined to be gastric cancer. However, fortunately, I had the examination in time. It was still in a very early stage, and the cure rate was very high. All I needed to do was to remove the diseased gastric tissue, and he scheduled a surgery time for me. I breathed a sigh of relief. Luckily I caught it in time this life. On the way home, I couldn’t help but feel lighter in my steps. When I got home, I found Jack had returned and was sitting on the sofa with his head down, looking dejected. As soon as he saw me, he cried out: “Mom, Emma said she wants $200,000, what should we do?”
Jack wiped away a tear: “Emma said that in their hometown, families must give hundreds of thousands as a wedding gift. 200, 000 is already the minimum. If I can’t come up with 200,000, she’ll break up with me directly.” He grabbed my hand and pleaded earnestly: “Mom, I just love her and want to marry her. Please help me think of a way. In the future, when I earn big money, I’ll be filial to you. Forget $200,000, I’ll give you however much money you want!” I silently looked at him: “First explain to me what’s going on with the skincare products Emma mentioned.” Jack’s eyes darted around for a few seconds: “I saw that you hadn’t finished your own skincare products yet, so you probably wouldn’t be able to use Emma’s for a while. And in the past, didn’t you always give me the extras? So this time I took the liberty of using them myself.” “I just forgot to tell you about it.” Jack looked at me displeased: “Why are you so particular with your own son?” “Then why did you tell me she thought I only deserved to use cheap creams?” Jack started to throw a tantrum: “That was just me misunderstanding her meaning. I’ll be more careful in the future. Please let me off this time.” “What’s important now is that Emma wants $200,000. Mom, you only have one son. You have to help me think of a way.” I wasn’t satisfied with Jack’s explanation. He had always been clever since he was young. How could he misunderstand something so simple? Could he be up to something behind my back? Does Emma know? So I went along with what he said: “Invite Emma over for dinner another day. I want to assess her character. If she passes, I’ll raise 300, 000 for you, let alone 200,000.” Jack’s eyes lit up, but he also worriedly reminded me over and over: “When Emma comes, you absolutely must not mention the $200,000. She’s already dissatisfied. I’m afraid she’ll get even angrier and the marriage will fall through.” I gave him a cold look. I’m afraid it’s not that he doesn’t want Emma to worry, but that he’s afraid I’ll question Emma. Jack moved quickly, bringing Emma back the very next day. But her expression didn’t look very good, and she seemed somewhat indifferent to my hospitality. Just as I was puzzled, Emma’s thoughts sounded: “Jack had said before that his mom was snobbish, but I didn’t expect her to open her mouth asking for 200,000 from my family, and even saying that anything less than 200,000 couldn’t enter their door.” “Where am I supposed to get so much money? Is this a marriage or a transaction?” “Every time I met Auntie, I felt she was quite nice. I didn’t expect her to do such despicable things behind my back.” My heart suddenly sank. I had never mentioned anything about $200,000. Obviously, this was Jack’s own idea. Taking 200,000 from me, and another 200,000 from Emma. What exactly is Jack trying to do? Thinking of those mismatched words between Jack and Emma. There was a boom in my mind. Could it be that in my previous life, the one holding onto the $200,000 and not letting go wasn’t Emma at all, but my own son? No wonder he was so afraid of me questioning Emma. But I raised him from childhood to adulthood, what exactly made him do this? Not even willing to save me? I struggled to contain my discomfort, invited Emma to sit down, and then sent Jack away, asking him to go to the kitchen to serve the meal. Seeing him enter the kitchen, I took out my phone and transferred $10,000 to Jack in front of Emma. I also sent him a voice message: “Son, take this money to buy clothes for Emma. Young girls nowadays all love to dress up, especially a beautiful girl like Emma. Tell her not to be stingy.” Emma watched my actions, her eyes flashing with mockery, as if she thought I was just putting on an act. Without time to explain, I quickly left, pretending to go to the bathroom. When I came back, I saw that Emma’s expression had changed. She stared intently at Jack, her thoughts sounding again: “Why did Jack say that Auntie complained about my clothes being shabby and told me to change into better clothes next time we meet? Auntie clearly didn’t mean that at all.” “And Auntie even gave $10,000. Why doesn’t he mention it at all? What exactly does he mean?” I interrupted her thoughts: “Emma, the reason I invited you here today is to talk about money.” Emma suddenly raised her head and looked me in the eye.
I saw shock, doubt, and disbelief in Emma’s eyes. She must have just doubted Jack. But the foundation of a two-year relationship made her unsure if her judgment was correct. We both looked at Jack at the same time, and he immediately became nervous. He hurriedly came over to stop me: “Mom, this is only Emma’s second visit. How inappropriate to talk about this now? Let’s have dinner first. Whatever it is, we can discuss it after eating.” As he spoke, he pulled me towards the kitchen, while gritting his teeth and questioning me in a low voice: “Mom, didn’t you promise me you wouldn’t mention this? How can you go back on your word? Emma is already unhappy. What if you drive her away?” I pretended not to understand, looking confused: “Son, I promised you I wouldn’t mention the 200,000, but now I’ masking about how much her family is giving as agift, which isn’t 200,000, right? Her family is asking for $200,000, so I want to know how much they can give?” Jack was so scared his face turned purple, desperately pushing me into the kitchen: “Oh my god, Mom, please say less. We haven’t discussed that yet. I have my own plans, so please don’t interfere.” I laughed coldly in my heart. Did he think he could shut me up with any random excuse? I may be old, but my mouth hasn’t been sewn shut. I broke free from Jack’s hands, walked out of the kitchen, smiled at Emma and said: “Emma, Jack said you haven’t reached the stage of discussing marriage yet. But Auntie has a few things to say in advance.” “Auntie knows we’re all ordinary families. You said there’s a custom in your hometown of giving a wedding gift before marriage, so let’s follow your hometown’s custom. It doesn’t matter how much, Auntie doesn’t care. After all, it will all be brought to your new home anyway.” Emma frowned, her strange gaze constantly scanning between me and Jack, as if judging who was telling the truth. Jack’s face at this time was uglier than if he had eaten shit. He squeezed out a smile with difficulty: “That’s right, I actually meant the same thing. We’re all family, why bother calculating so much? Oh, let’s not just talk here, let’s eat first.” “Emma, come downstairs with me to buy a drink. Mom, you set the table and serve the dishes first.” Seeing that he couldn’t shut me up, Jack wanted to take Emma away. Emma coldly stepped back, pushing Jack’s hand away: “Why not say it now? Who can eat if we don’t talk about it now?”
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