I was drowning in the icy river, struggling desperately for my last breath. No one came to save me. As I felt my soul leaving my body, a surge of hatred consumed me. Jack Wilson, the man I had loved so deeply, had been cheating on me for years. The daughter I had cherished as my own was actually the love child of Jack and his dream girl, Chloe Parker. Chloe’s mocking laughter echoed in my ears as I died. My vision turned blood-red, reminiscent of the pool of blood left by my real daughter when she passed away. If I could start over, I would have my revenge – for myself and for my daughter! Suddenly, I heard the faint cry of a baby… I forced my heavy eyelids open. A white ceiling and the smell of disinfectant greeted me. Was I in a hospital? Hadn’t I just drowned in the river? I slowly looked around, taking in the somewhat dated decor that seemed oddly familiar. A sharp pain in my abdomen made me cry out involuntarily. “Sweetheart, you’re finally awake! You scared Mommy to death!” Mommy? I focused my gaze and saw my mother, but a much younger version of her. So… had I been reborn? Ignoring the pain, I sat up abruptly. “Mom, where’s my daughter?” In my previous life, Jack had taken advantage of my postpartum weakness to switch my baby. I wouldn’t let their evil plan succeed this time. My mom gently wiped the sweat from my forehead. I gripped her arm tightly. “Mom, please tell me, where did the baby go?” Unaware of my unusual behavior, my mom tried to reassure me, “Don’t worry, darling. The nurse took the baby for a routine check-up. They’ll bring her back soon.” “Just lie down now. You shouldn’t move around too much after giving birth.” I stared into my mom’s eyes. “Where’s Jack?” Mom smiled, “Oh, he’s such a doting father already. The nurse was just taking the baby for a routine check-up, but he insisted on going along.” What? My heart felt like it was being squeezed by a giant hand. I couldn’t breathe! No! Absolutely not! I won’t let Jack succeed this time. Despite my discomfort, I jumped out of bed and ran towards the door barefoot. My mom tried to stop me, but I dodged her and rushed to the door, only to collide with someone entering. It was Jack! He was tightly cradling the baby, glaring at me disapprovingly. Seeing how protective he was of this little bastard, I felt like I couldn’t breathe. Reborn into a new life, and he had still succeeded. A wave of fury surged through me. If my anger could materialize, Jack would have been incinerated on the spot! “Honey, the floor is cold. Get back to bed quickly!” Jack switched to a facade of concern for me. He thought he was hiding it well, but I could still see the malice and impatience hidden in his eyes. My mom caught up and pulled me back to bed. As soon as I was back in bed, Jack placed the little bastard next to my hand. “Honey, the baby is hungry,” he said. Right on cue, the little bastard started crying. I stared coldly at her. This was the child of that despicable woman, who had stolen my real daughter’s life. She had taken all my love and resources, and in the end, even pushed me into the river. All the scum in the world combined couldn’t match this little bastard. I slowly placed my hand on the little bastard’s neck. I wanted nothing more than to strangle her right then and there. Jack stood there smiling, lost in his own thoughts, not noticing my actions. But it scared my mom, who was watching me closely. “Sweetheart, that’s not how you hold a baby. You need to support the neck from behind.” “Honey, she’s crying because she’s hungry,” Jack said with a smile, picking up the little bastard and trying to place her in my arms. I turned away, lying on my side. “If she’s hungry, she can have formula. I’m tired and need to rest.” I closed my eyes, but all I could see was the blood that had stained the ground when my daughter died. I wouldn’t let any of these bastards off the hook. I had to plan this carefully. Jack had married into my family and was currently working a menial job in my father’s company. Perhaps due to my financial influence, he had perfected the image of an ideal husband in everyone’s eyes. In my previous life, everyone, including myself, thought I had found the best husband in the world. It wasn’t until just before I died that I realized the truth. He called it “enduring humiliation to achieve his goal.” He had been acting all along for a beautiful future with his dream girl. His dream girl, Chloe, had deliberately chosen to get pregnant at the same time as me and had a C-section early to switch our babies. Because she was born prematurely, this little bastard was small and weak. In my previous life, I had gone to great lengths to nurse her back to health. She certainly grew strong enough to push me into the cold river with one hand. Jack was the husband my father had carefully chosen for me. He said he didn’t want me to work too hard and needed someone to help carry the banner of our family business. He had picked Jack from among the scholarship students he sponsored. Dad said Jack was handsome, well-behaved, hardworking, and had great potential. Mom, however, insisted that for a high-status family like ours, I should marry someone of equal standing. But I was attracted by Jack’s facade and agreed, even persuading my mom. That’s how the marriage went ahead smoothly. Now I realize how blind and foolish I was. I hadn’t seen the ugly face behind Jack’s human mask. It’s impossible to know exactly when Jack and Chloe started their affair. But since Chloe’s due date was later than mine, he must have been cheating at least since I was pregnant. Due to my physical condition, I had focused all my attention on the baby since becoming pregnant. I had gradually handed over the family business responsibilities I used to handle to Jack. This time, Jack won’t get his hands on a single penny of my family’s wealth. After my condition stabilized, I moved into the pre-booked luxury postpartum care center. When we got married, the background check on Jack had failed miserably. We hadn’t discovered that he had a dream girl he couldn’t forget. I contacted Uncle Mike, the head of security at our company, and asked him to conduct a detailed investigation into Jack’s background. The fact that Jack had managed to deceive professional investigators before meant he must have planned this for a long time. He had claimed his background was simple – his parents were dead, and he wasn’t in touch with any relatives or friends. My parents and I had felt sorry for his circumstances and tried our best to be good to him, wanting him to feel the warmth of family. Even I had tried to curb my spoiled rich girl attitude, afraid of hurting his fragile glass heart. Looking back now, I was truly a complete fool. This beast who could throw his own daughter into a beggar’s den deserved to have his family ruined and be left all alone. The company was very busy, and most of the time it was just me and the little bastard alone together. Looking at this inherently evil, ungrateful little wolf cub, I had to grip my right hand tightly with my left to resist the urge to strangle her. My precious baby was suffering somewhere unknown, while this little monster was lying in the most luxurious postpartum care center. Perhaps my gaze was too cold, because the little bastard started crying. With two soft sounds, the little brat had soiled herself. In my previous life, I had forced myself to overcome my germaphobia and changed her diapers countless times, wiping her bottom. This time, dream on. Even if her diaper rash spread to her face, what did it have to do with me? I had already refused to breastfeed. Despite Jack’s efforts to control himself, I could still see the ferocity in his eyes. Heh, he must be thinking about how to settle accounts with me in the future. Unfortunately for him, this time, I’ll be the one settling accounts. As a man who married into my family without a penny to his name, he’d be lucky to eat warm shit without me. Even if he’s not happy about it, he can only swallow his pride. My parents thoughtfully sent over imported high-end formula, but I rejected it outright. Chinese people have Chinese stomachs; a hundred-dollar can would do just fine. Even the staff at the postpartum care center seemed to disapprove of me. They said that despite my vast wealth, I was being so harsh on a small infant. They even speculated whether I had an extreme preference for boys over girls.
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