At nine months pregnant, I suddenly felt my baby stop moving inside me. I rushed to the hospital for an emergency C-section. When I woke up, my mother-in-law Martha happily told me I had given birth to a big, healthy boy. Meanwhile, my recently divorced sister-in-law Lily had delivered a stillborn baby on the same day. After that, Lily became extremely attached to my son. She was so good to him that before I died, I left all my inheritance to them. But they told me that the stillborn baby was actually mine. And the child I had poured my heart and soul into raising for eighteen years was actually Lily’s. When I opened my eyes again, I had returned to the day I first noticed my baby had stopped moving. I quickly adjusted to the fact that I had been reborn. Lying in bed, I placed my hand on my swollen belly, my heart heavy with grief. Hearing Martha push open the bedroom door, I quickly closed my eyes. Suddenly, Lily’s anxious voice rang out. “Mom, my stomach hurts so bad. Do you think I’m going into labor today?” Martha immediately scolded her. “Keep your voice down! Don’t let her hear you.” Lily fell silent, but soon began moaning in pain again. “Mom, it’s starting again. I can’t take it!” “Oh lord, you can’t give birth now! It has to be on the same day as her, remember?” My heart skipped a beat. So they had planned this all along. But what shocked me even more was what I heard next. “Mom, with all those drugs you’ve been giving her, is the baby really dead?” I felt like a knife had been plunged straight into my heart. Gritting my teeth, I listened to Martha’s confident reply: “If it’s not dead, it won’t survive long after birth anyway. That’s what happens when you’re carrying a girl.” No wonder. My baby had always been perfectly healthy. Just last month at my checkup, the doctor said everything looked great. I never imagined it would suddenly stop moving like this. I wanted nothing more than to kill them right then and there. “Ahh, Mom, I can’t take it anymore! The pain is unbearable – I really think I’m going into labor. Please, do something! Make her go to the hospital to give birth today too.” “Alright, I’ll give her the abortion medication now.” I clenched my jaw, fighting the urge to tear them apart. Even now, I couldn’t understand why they would do this to me. I had been nothing but kind to Lily. When she got divorced while pregnant, I immediately invited her to live with us, not wanting her to be alone. Every prenatal vitamin and supplement I took, I made sure Lily had too. I even helped prepare her hospital bag and bought a set of baby clothes and diapers for her child. But I never imagined she and Martha had been plotting together all along to kill my baby and have me raise Lily’s child instead. I couldn’t fathom why. My baby was Martha’s own flesh and blood grandchild too. Why would she want to kill it just to have me raise Lily’s baby instead? In my past life, I suddenly developed cancer. Was that related to them as well? After all, Martha had prepared all my food and drinks. The more I thought about it, the more horrified I became. Just then, Martha pushed open the bedroom door, carrying a glass of milk. Her face was beaming like a chrysanthemum. “Chloe dear, wake up and have some milk.” Looking at that wrinkled old face, I wanted nothing more than to slap her hard. But I couldn’t. Not yet. I would make them pay for everything they owed me, slowly and painfully. I carried the milk into the living room. Lily’s face was deathly pale. Good. I hope the pain kills you. “Chloe, hurry and drink it before it gets cold,” Lily urged. I set the milk aside and stood up with a smile. “My stomach feels a bit off. I don’t want milk – I’m craving some steamed buns from that shop down the street.” “Absolutely not!” Martha and Lily cried in unison. Martha reached out to stop me. I shoved her hand away. I wasn’t going to the hospital today no matter what. Let’s see what they could do about it. “Mom!” Lily suddenly let out an agonized scream. Her skirt was soaked through. Her water had broken. Martha’s face turned ghostly white. Just as I was about to gloat, Martha suddenly shoved me hard. My belly slammed into the ground. Blood gushed between my legs. The pain made me black out. When I came to again, it was just like in my past life. Martha’s face was wreathed in smiles as she cradled a tiny infant. “Chloe, look! You’ve given birth to a big, healthy boy.” “He’s so adorable and chubby. You did so well, Chloe,” she cooed, placing the baby in my arms. Lily suddenly rushed over and snatched the baby from Martha. “Mom, let me hold him for a bit.” Her face was deathly pale and she staggered as she clutched the tiny infant tightly to her chest.
Martha quickly smacked Lily on the shoulder. “This is your nephew – Chloe’s baby. She hasn’t even held him yet. What are you thinking? Go lie down!” But Lily refused to let go. She gave me a pitiful look. “Chloe, my baby was stillborn. I’m heartbroken. Please, just let me hold him for a little while?” “Don’t worry about a thing, Chloe. You just rest. I have milk, so I can feed him if he gets hungry.” I stared at her coldly. She was so considerate. In my past life, I had been deeply touched by how thoughtful she was being. I even sent a delivery service to buy her lots of nutritional supplements. And gave her an expensive gold necklace as a thank you gift. Now I realized how blind I had been. The intense maternal love in her eyes as she gazed at the baby was so obvious. How did I not see it before? Even if I had noticed, I would have assumed she was just transferring the love for her lost child onto my baby. Looking back, I was such a fool. Seeing that I didn’t object to Lily holding the baby, Martha quickly chimed in with a smile. “Lily, Chloe has been so good to you. Everything you’ve eaten, worn, and used during your pregnancy was from her. You’d better take good care of your nephew from now on.” Lily nodded vigorously. “Of course, Chloe. Don’t worry about a thing. I’m happy to hold him all day long. Once you’ve recovered, you can go back to work without any worries. I’ll take care of the baby, and Mom will handle the cooking. We’ll be your support system.” Martha eagerly agreed. I dug my nails into my palms, fighting the urge to slap their shameless faces. They really had it all figured out. I wanted nothing more than to demand a paternity test right then and there to expose their lies. But when I saw the look of utter adoration on Lily’s face as she gazed at the baby, I changed my mind. I knew that this traumatic birth had left me completely infertile. In my past life, I was never able to get pregnant again. Since Lily was so willing to give me her biological child, I would raise him as my own right in front of her eyes. I would make her watch as her son became mine, until the pain was unbearable. Soon, my husband Lucas rushed back. He hugged me tightly, his face full of concern and gratitude. “Oh honey, you’ve been through so much.” I clung to him and burst into heart-wrenching sobs. In my past life, Lucas had been in a terrible car accident while rushing between business trips to provide for us. He needed an urgent heart transplant. I had scraped together $500,000 for the surgery with great difficulty, but Martha secretly took the money to buy the baby a grand piano instead. The delay in getting the surgery caused Lucas to die in the hospital. I could never understand how Martha could be so heartless towards her own son. She knew that money was meant to save his life, yet she stole it anyway! In this life, I would not let that tragedy repeat itself. I also needed to uncover whatever sinister plot was behind all this. Lucas cradled the baby, jokingly saying to me: “Honey, did you have an affair or something? This kid doesn’t look anything like me or you.” Martha and Lily’s faces instantly drained of color. I secretly rejoiced. I deliberately laughed and said to Lucas: “You’re right, he doesn’t look like either of us. Should we get a paternity test?” “Absolutely not!” Martha and Lily cried out in unison. Martha slapped Lucas hard on the back. “Lucas, you ungrateful brat! Chloe is such a wonderful daughter-in-law and you dare to doubt her? I ought to smack some sense into you!” Lily also jumped in anxiously. “Big brother, this is definitely your baby. How could you suspect Chloe like this? You’ll break her heart! Apologize to her right now!” Lucas laughed and hugged me. “I’m sorry, honey. I was just joking!” He whispered in my ear: “Wow honey, you’re amazing. You’ve got those two difficult, selfish women totally wrapped around your finger. Look how they’re defending you.” I laughed coldly to myself. A snake will always be a snake, no matter how you treat it. But with Martha and Lily taking care of the baby, I was able to enjoy a peaceful, comfortable postpartum recovery period this time around. Soon, Martha started pressuring me to go back to work. “Chloe, you see how well we’re taking care of the baby. Don’t worry about a thing. There will be so many expenses as he grows up.” Lily was nursing the baby, who had grown plump and adorable. “Chloe, Mom’s right. You should feel totally at ease going back to work. Mom and I can handle everything – the baby, the housework, you name it.” Of course I planned to return to work. But I wasn’t about to let them stay home and care for the baby full-time either.
In my past life, I had foolishly believed their words and threw myself into work. We sent the baby to an expensive private preschool, then private elementary, middle and high schools. Lucas and I were constantly traveling for business, barely able to spend any time with our son. Meanwhile, Martha and Lily were at home with him every day. The boy grew much closer to them than to us. In my past life, as I lay dying of cancer, I desperately wanted to see my son one last time. But Martha and Lily kept making excuses, saying they didn’t want to disrupt his studies. After I died, my soul lingered briefly. I saw Lily showing our son a paternity test, telling him she was his real mother. Mother and son embraced, sobbing. “I knew that woman wasn’t my mom. She never loved me. So you’re my real mother, Aunt Lily.” Martha, Lily and my son went on to live comfortably in the home Lucas and I had bought, using the inheritance we left behind. This time around, I would never let things unfold as they wished. With that in mind, I smiled and agreed. “Of course, Mom and Lily. I’ll work as hard as I can.” As soon as I left the apartment complex, I went straight to find Lucas. I showed him a video I had secretly recorded on my phone. In the video, Lily was cradling the baby, her expression tender. “Baby, I’m your real mommy, okay? You have to remember that.” “That woman isn’t your mother. You can’t drink her milk.” “Mommy doesn’t have money to raise you right now, so we have to rely on that woman. But you can’t get too close to her, understand?” Ever since I was reborn, I had installed hidden cameras in the guest room. I needed to protect myself from them. If they were capable of poisoning me during pregnancy, who knows what other evil they might do. I was just waiting for the day they would make their move. But Lucas’s face showed only sympathy for Lily. “Oh honey, my poor sister. She lost her own baby, so she must be projecting those feelings onto our son.” I knew Lucas was a kind person who had been manipulated by Martha his whole life to always take care of Lily. He would never imagine Martha and Lily could actually harm us. “Honey, I know Lily is in a sad situation. But our baby doesn’t understand any of this. If Lily keeps telling him these things, and we’re always busy working, don’t you think he might start to believe Lily is his real mother? He could end up having no bond with me at all.” Lucas thought for a moment, then nodded in agreement. “You’re right. I’ll call Lily and tell her to stop saying those things.” I quickly grabbed his phone away. “No, confronting her directly will only hurt her more.” “Then what should we do?” “Why don’t we send Mom and Lily on a nice vacation for a while? When Lily gets back, we can help her find a job. That way she can focus on other things.” “Plus, we shouldn’t treat her like some kind of live-in nanny for our child. That would be taking advantage of her.” Lucas looked uncertain. “But who will take care of the baby?” I already had a plan ready. “Honey, my friend runs a professional daycare center. I’ve checked it out – the staff are all highly trained experts. It’s really great.” Lucas finally agreed and called Lily. But when he hung up, he had a troubled expression. “Honey, Lily says they’re happy to go on a trip, but they insist on taking the baby with them.” “What if we let them take him, and give them a bit more time? We can figure something else out later, okay?” Absolutely not okay. I pinched my thigh hard and burst into loud sobs. “But honey, I can’t bear to be away from our baby either! I’m his mother!” Seeing my tears, Lucas finally took my side. “Don’t cry, honey. I won’t let them take our son away.” Soon, Lucas’s phone rang. I heard Martha’s panicked voice come through: “Lucas, come quick! When you refused to let Lily take the baby, she got so upset she slit her wrists! You have to come to the hospital right away!” We rushed to the hospital. Martha immediately slapped Lucas hard across the face. 4
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