My husband’s mother worked as a waitress in a high-end hotel and pulled a used condom out of the trash, left behind by the wealthiest man in town. After undergoing artificial insemination, she successfully got pregnant. She fantasized about marrying the billionaire and becoming the envy of all as a rich wife. I tried to persuade her to abort the child, given that the father’s identity was unknown. But she mistook my advice for jealousy, and with the help of my husband, they plotted to kill me. She told him, “We’re about to be filthy rich. Once this is all over, I’ll find you a young, pretty, and rich wife.” Later, the child she gave birth to turned out to be Black. When I opened my eyes again, I found myself back on the day my mother-in-law was gleefully announcing that she was carrying the billionaire’s child. “Alex! I’m pregnant with the richest man’s child!” My mother-in-law, Nancy Reid, looked like she’d won the lottery, tears of joy practically streaming down her face. My husband, Alex Reid, froze for a moment before lunging forward to hug her. “Mom! Are you serious? You’re really pregnant?!” Nancy nodded so fast it was a wonder her head didn’t fall off. The two clung to each other, bursting with excitement. “This is incredible! Mom, you have to take extra care of yourself, okay? If you can have a boy, even better! Illegitimate kids get inheritance rights too these days. Who knows? Maybe this one will end up inheriting the richest man’s entire fortune!” Alex’s eyes sparkled as he stared at her stomach like it was a treasure chest. “Mom, from now on, you’re the most important person in this family. Even Elaine’s got nothing on you. She can’t even get pregnant.” The two of them were so caught up in their euphoria they didn’t even notice my expression harden. In my previous life, this was the moment everything spiraled out of control. Nancy found out she was pregnant, made a huge scene, and started dreaming about becoming some billionaire’s wife. She actually believed the richest man alive would marry a woman her age. Back then, I was worried about her health as pregnancy at her age was risky, and I was suspicious about the baby’s true father. So, I suggested she get an abortion. She, of course, accused me of being jealous, bitter that she could have a son when I couldn’t. Our argument turned violent. Nancy grabbed me by the throat, and before I could fight back, she and Alex killed me. As I lay on the floor, barely breathing, Nancy had the audacity to turn to Alex and say, “We’re about to be filthy rich. Once this is all over, I’ll find you a young, pretty, and rich wife.” The memory still sent chills down my spine. This time, though, things would be different. I forced a smile. “You’re right, Mom. You should definitely take care of yourself. This baby is very important.” If only she knew what kind of surprise that child would bring her. When Nancy noticed my smile, her giddy expression shifted into a scowl. “What are you grinning at? Stop standing around and get me some food! Are you trying to starve my precious baby?” Alex shot me an annoyed glance. “Didn’t you hear her? Go cook something! Mom’s hungry!” I stood there for a moment, staring at the pair of them. It was hard to believe I’d once thought this man was worth marrying. Turns out, he was worse than a monster. Without a word, I turned and walked into the kitchen, moving slowly and methodically. I rinsed the fresh chicken under the faucet, my mind racing. I couldn’t confront them directly yet. I needed Alex to be the one to suggest a divorce. As I prepared the ingredients, my eyes drifted to a small pile of bird droppings on the windowsill. A wicked thought crept into my mind. Picking up a fork, I scooped up the droppings and casually dropped them into the pot. The corners of my mouth lifted as I stirred the soup and replaced the lid. When the chicken soup was ready, I carried it to the table. Nancy didn’t waste a second before announcing, “I’m feeling weak lately. And since Alex’s the breadwinner, he needs to stay healthy. You don’t get any.” I smiled sweetly, my voice light and agreeable. “Of course, Mom. It’s all for you.” In my mind, I murmured, “Enjoy your special chicken soup. I hope it’s everything you deserve.”
Since Nancy got pregnant, it was like she thought she was carrying royalty, and Alex acted like the king. They treated me like a servant, bossing me around. I pretended to be all cheerful about it, but secretly, I was spicing up their meals with a little extra, making sure their clothes got splashed with dirt and even dunking Alex’s stinky socks into the water dispenser. Meanwhile, in the living room, Nancy could barely move without Alex by her side, practically waiting on her hand and foot. They looked like the perfect couple, him doting on her like a king and her acting like the queen, waiting eagerly for their little prince to arrive. I hid in the bathroom, using their toothbrushes to scrub the toilet, listening carefully to what they were saying. Nancy’s voice rang out, sharp and smug. “See? Alex, this is why she’s been so nice lately. It’s because I’m carrying the richest man’s child. She’s probably just trying to get a piece of the fortune.” Alex’s voice turned cold as he replied, “I think it’s time we get this divorce settled. I’ll do it soon.” Nancy, sounding satisfied, said, “Don’t worry. I’ll find you a rich and beautiful wife once this is over.” Alex’s eyes lit up with excitement. “Mom, you really are the best!” He leaned down and pressed his ear to her stomach. “When will the baby start kicking?” Nancy giggled, clearly enjoying herself. “In a few months, maybe!” The room felt so warm and perfect, like I was the outsider looking in. I couldn’t help but give a sneer. I wanted nothing more than for Alex to ask for a divorce already. What I hadn’t told him, though, was that he couldn’t have children. I’d kept it a secret for so long, trying to protect his fragile pride. I hid the test results and took all the blame on myself, telling him it was me who couldn’t have kids. I slapped my forehead, feeling stupid for trying to protect him all this time. I casually put their toothbrushes back in the cup and walked out of the bathroom like nothing happened. Alex caught my eye for a second, and I saw a brief flicker of guilt before it was gone. “Elaine, go throw out the flowerpots on the balcony. I’m allergic to flowers, and it’s messing with my chances of having a son!” Nancy snapped, glaring at me. I nodded, barely hiding my annoyance. “Sure.” Before I left, I casually said, “Nancy, I heard that to have a son, you should take some supplements to keep everything stable.” Nancy shot me a glare, her voice rising sharply. “Shut your mouth! I’m carrying a son! Even if I don’t take anything, it’ll still be a son!” Alex, looking flustered, snapped, “Elaine! Can you just stop making Mom angry? She’s pregnant, for crying out loud!” I lowered my head, pretending to be submissive. “Sorry, I shouldn’t have said anything.” But I could tell that Nancy, eager for a son, had really absorbed what I said. I’d been married to Alex for two years, and in that time, Nancy had forced me to take a ton of medicine, claiming it was for my health. Now, I was going to get my revenge. What I didn’t expect was how far Nancy’s madness would go. She handed me a massive bag of herbs, cradling her belly like some royalty. “Make sure you brew these up. My son needs to get all the nutrients.” I grabbed the bag, feeling the strange weight of it. When I felt the contents, I immediately knew something was wrong. I opened the bag and nearly gagged. Inside were the remains of a fetus, about four or five months along. I masked my disgust and forced out a calm tone. “Should I make soup with this?” Nancy looked at me like I was stupid. “What else? All the nutrition is in the soup!” I couldn’t stomach it. I immediately tossed it in the trash. There was no way I was using that. It was too disgusting, and I feared the karma it would bring. Instead, I made her chicken soup, but I wasn’t done yet. I added my own special ingredient, Alex’s toenail clippings. He was always tossing them around the house, and I couldn’t stand it. I’d tried asking him to clean up, but he never listened. So, I decided to put them to use. I dropped the toenail clippings into the soup and let them soak, then removed them with care, making sure there were no traces left. When Nancy picked up the bowl, she wrinkled her nose at the bitter smell. I took the chance to say, “Drink it while it’s hot, or it won’t work as well.” She grimaced but forced herself to swallow, her face twisting from the bitterness. “Mom, you should have this again tomorrow.” Alex’s words almost made Nancy faint from the shock. “That’s way too bitter,” she complained. Alex waved it off casually. “Of course, it’s medicine. It’s good for you.” Then he handed her a candy to sweeten the deal. Nancy, now happily sucking on the candy, rubbed her belly with a satisfied smile. “I can feel it! It’s definitely a son.” I smiled and chimed in, “Definitely a son.” Nancy rolled her eyes at me but couldn’t hide her smug smile. “You, who can’t even get pregnant, should just keep quiet.” Still, when I echoed her, her face lit up with satisfaction. She was convinced I was just jealous of her having a son. I didn’t argue, but my jaw nearly hit the floor when Nancy suddenly said, “Alex, you should sleep with me tonight. Your little brother will be so happy.” I froze for a second and instinctively turned to Alex. Without a second thought, he nodded and said, “Sure, with me here, he will definitely be cheerful.” I felt like the world was crashing down on me. I was so stunned and couldn’t even process what was happening.
Alex actually shared a room with Nancy. I couldn’t be happier. At least I didn’t have to sleep next to him. In the dead of night, Nancy knocked on my door, her voice loud and demanding. “I’m starving! Make me some pancakes!” I rubbed my eyes and, without saying a word, got up to cook for her. Meanwhile, her darling son was snoring away in the other room, oblivious. Nancy watched me bustle around the kitchen, a satisfied grin spreading across her face. It was clear she enjoyed the sight of me waiting on her hand and foot. What she didn’t know was that I’d added a little extra from the toilet brush to her food. I brought the pancakes over, and as soon as Nancy caught the strange smell, her stomach lurched. “What’s wrong, Nancy?” I asked, pretending I had no idea. Before she could answer, she was already dry-heaving. I raised an eyebrow, trying to sound sweet. “Nancy, you have to eat. Don’t you want to make sure the baby gets enough nutrition?” Her face twisted in disgust as she took a bite, forcing herself to swallow. She couldn’t even finish one bite before gagging again. “What did you do to this? It tastes awful!” she snapped, her patience running thin. I shrugged, acting innocent. “Maybe it’s because you’re carrying a son. I heard your sense of smell gets sharper when you’re pregnant with a boy.” That did the trick. Nancy’s face lit up at the mention of her son, and she stroked her small belly with pride. “My son must be here to repay me.” So, despite her disgust, she managed to finish the pancakes, smiling like it was the best thing she’d ever eaten. A bitter smile tugged at my lips, my eyes cold with intent. This was just the beginning of my revenge. For the past few days, I’d been secretly brewing her soup, each batch more vile than the last. Every time she came close to quitting, I’d whisper, “It’s for the baby.” As her belly began to show, Nancy couldn’t help but brag to her friends about her pregnancy, casually dropping the bomb that the father was some rich tycoon, and soon, she’d be swimming in money. That was when Martha Hayes, one of her closest friends, showed up, eager to help until the baby arrived. I knew what she was really after. She wanted a piece of whatever fortune Nancy would inherit. But the real surprise came when Martha introduced her daughter. “This is my daughter, Brianna,” she said, pushing her forward. “Say hello to Alex.” Brianna shyly tugged at her skirt, greeting sweetly, “Hello.” Alex didn’t even blink, his eyes fixed on her. “Nice to meet you.” The air between them was thick with unspoken chemistry. I realized then that Martha was trying to set her daughter up with Alex. Inside, I was nearly bursting with laughter. This couldn’t have been better timing. I’d been waiting for Alex to finally bring up the divorce. With his ego, if I brought it up first, it would drag on forever. Nancy would have already had the baby, and it would be too late.
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