In my past life, I casually bought a lottery ticket at the corner store and won 80 million dollars.

Three days later, my pregnant housekeeper, Lily Hall, jumped off a bridge and killed herself. Before she died, she left behind a suicide note and a video recording.

She claimed I had verbally abused and beaten her for months, and that I had falsely accused her of trying to seduce my husband, Jayden Sanders.

In the video, my voice rang out crystal clear as I hurled insults at her. "You little tramp, why are you using a mop? Get down on your hands and knees and scrub it inch by inch. If it's not spotless, don't even think about eating tonight."

I called Jayden to vouch for me. However, he insisted I had always been arrogant and cruel, constantly screaming at people or hitting them. He even lifted his shirt to show off the purple bruises covering his body.

I could not defend myself and ended up being the villain everyone wanted to see locked up.

Eventually, the entire 80 million dollars went to Lily's younger sister, Emma Hall, as compensation.

I spent the rest of my life rotting in prison, never understanding why sweet, gentle Lily would frame me and then take her own life.

When I opened my eyes again, I was back on the day I won the lottery.

"Ms. Zendaya Lyons, breakfast is ready. You should eat it while it's hot."

The housekeeper, Lily Hall, smiled gently as she did every day, bringing my favorite breakfast to the table just like always.

She called me to eat in her usual soft voice, but my whole body suddenly tensed.

Lily just turned 20 this year, with a pretty face and a gentle demeanor.

After Jayden Sanders and I got married, we were both busy with work and often came home late at night. So, we hired a housekeeper through an agency to cook our meals and keep the house in order.

I wanted to hire an older woman, but Lily begged us through tears, saying she came from a poor rural town. She said that if she could not find work, her father would marry her off to a mentally challenged man in her village.

She begged us for a chance, saying she would take less pay and was willing to learn.

Jayden and I felt sorry for her. Since we needed someone anyway, we decided to hire her.

Lily was hardworking and easygoing, with that simple, honest quality you found in country folks. In over a year of working for us, she never made a single mistake.

I found it impossible to connect her with the bloated corpse I had seen pulled from the river in my past life.

Just a short while ago, Lily excitedly told me she was pregnant with her boyfriend's baby and would be quitting soon to focus on the pregnancy.

"Ms. Lyons, what are you thinking about? Is something wrong with breakfast? I can make you something else."

As she spoke, Lily reached to take my plate away. I shook my head, forcing myself to calm down.

"It's fine. I was just thinking about work. Breakfast is as delicious as always."

Lily let out a relieved breath and turned back to wipe down the living room table. I chewed the toast in my mouth, but it tasted like nothing.

I could not help but wonder where exactly things went wrong.

Just then, Jayden walked out of the bedroom. Lily immediately set down her cleaning cloth and greeted him.

Jayden barely glanced at her and just responded with a faint hum. He walked over to me, took the half-eaten dry toast from my hand, and thoughtfully spread some blueberry jam on it.

He said, "Honey, what are you thinking about? You even forgot to put jam on your toast."

If it were not for my past life, where he furiously called me a monster in front of everyone, I might have actually been fooled by his Mr. Nice Guy act.

In my previous life, everyone believed I drove Lily to her death. I pinned all my hopes on Jayden since he knew exactly how I treated Lily every day.

But instead, he became the final nail in my coffin.

He held Lily's lifeless body, his eyes red as he screamed accusations at me. "You bully me and beat me up every day, but fine, I'm your husband, I can take it no matter what! But Lily was innocent! She worked her heart out for us, and now you've driven her to jump off a bridge! She was carrying a baby!"

Jayden roared himself hoarse, like a man possessed. He even showed everyone the purple and blue bruises covering his body, proving to them all that I was a violent monster.

I could not defend myself and just sat there numbly while people pointed and whispered around me.

"How could this woman be so heartless? She even beats her own husband."

Another chimed in, "I know her. We live in the same neighborhood. Their housekeeper did great work for low pay, but I had no idea she was being abused like that at home."

"Exactly, and she was pregnant too. That's two lives gone. This is just evil."

The insults stabbed into me like knives, and I had no way to fight back.

Later, the police took me away.

In court, there was the suicide note, the video, and witness testimony. Every piece of evidence was damning.

I became the "cruel employer" and "abusive monster" that everyone online wanted destroyed. Even on the short drive from the courthouse to prison, countless "concerned citizens" threw rotten eggs at my head.

My parents were exposed as the parents of a vicious monster. They spent their entire lives as teacher, only to be publicly shamed for failing to raise me properly.

They both died of heart attacks at home, and their bodies were only found when the smell became unbearable.

But even as I was bullied to death in prison, I could not understand why Lily suddenly killed herself.

Why was Jayden's body covered in bruises?

In this second life, I was determined to find out what really happened.

I finished my breakfast in silence.

Just then, I heard Lily saying, "Ms. Lyons, I saw that the lottery draws today. Don't forget to check your ticket!"

It suddenly hit me that today was the day the lottery results were announced. Which meant in one week, Lily would jump into the river and take her own life.

In other words, I only had seven days to figure this out.

I walked to the living room and grabbed the lottery ticket. Then, I entered the numbers into my phone.

Sure enough, I won 80 million dollars!

At some point, Lily walked up beside me and stared at the screen in shock. "80 million? Ms. Lyons, you won 80 million?"

Lily looked ecstatic, spinning around the living room in excitement. I watched her bouncing figure, but a question slowly formed in my mind.

I was the one who won the lottery, yet she seemed even happier than I was.

Seeing that I did not say anything for a while, Lily seemed to realize she got too carried away.

In my past life, she reacted the same way, acting more thrilled than I was when I discovered I won. But back then, I was too caught up in my own excitement to notice how strange it was.

Jayden already left for work.

I pretended to be overjoyed and danced around the living room with the ticket. I talked about how Jayden and I would go out for a fancy dinner tonight, and how we would travel abroad to see the world.

When Lily heard I might be leaving town, she set down her cleaning cloth and stood in front of me, looking embarrassed.

"Ms. Lyons, if you and Mr. Sanders are going away, could I possibly take two days off? My mom's been sick recently, and I want to go home to take care of her. Plus, with the pregnancy, I've been feeling pretty tired."

Her face was full of worry, and she looked like she might cry, terrified I would say no.

Lily told us a while back that she was pregnant. It was her boyfriend's child, someone she met in the city.

Jayden and I were both happy for her, thinking she finally escaped her past and found a good future for herself. We even said we wanted to meet the baby once it was born.

I took her hand reassuringly. "It's fine, Lily. If your family's sick, you should go home. I'll give you some money later, and you can pass it along to your mom for me."

She looked at me gratefully and turned to pack her things in her room.

I stared at her retreating figure, suddenly remembering something. "Lily, do you have a younger sister back home?"

She froze mid-step. "N-No, I don't, Ms. Lyons. You must be remembering wrong."

I replied, "Maybe I am. I've had a lot on my mind lately, probably got confused."

She hurried into her room and shut the door with a sharp click.

I mulled over her reaction, finding it deeply suspicious.

In my past life, the court awarded all 80 million dollars from my lottery winnings to Lily's younger sister as compensation. But now she was claiming she did not have a sister.

So, who got the 80 million?

Now that I just won the money, Lily suddenly wanted to go back home to visit her family. In the year she worked for us, every time she got a call from home, Lily always sounded impatient.

Her abusive, alcoholic father and her gambling-addicted mother were always finding ways to ask her for money.

So, why would she suddenly want to go home and see them?

There had to be some secret she was hiding.

After Lily finished packing, she said goodbye and left.

I bundled myself up in a disguise and quietly followed her. However, what I saw left me completely disappointed.

I followed Lily to the place she shared with her boyfriend, Ray Murphy.

It was a rundown apartment in the sketchy part of town, the building falling apart, and the street outside was not even properly paved. However, none of that seemed to affect Lily and Ray's relationship one bit.

The walls were paper-thin, and I could hear every word as I pressed my ear against the side of the building.

"Lily, your parents treat you so badly. Are you really going back there? You're pregnant with our baby, and I'm worried about you. This is our first child."

Ray's face was full of concern.

Lily's face glowed with happiness as she eagerly pulled Ray closer. "Don't worry, Ray. I'm not just going back to take care of Mom, I need to get my birth certificate so we can get married."

She added, "Remember when we went to Mercy Hospital for the checkup? The doctor said the baby was perfectly healthy, and that's the best hospital in the whole city, so stop worrying!"

I listened from outside, catching a crucial piece of information: Lily got her prenatal checkup at Mercy Hospital.

I looked at Ray's honest face and the worry written all over it for Lily.

Even though my suspicions about Lily and Jayden having an affair faded by 80%, I could not let my guard down completely. Hence, I decided to go to the hospital and check for myself.

I called an old college friend who worked at the hospital, telling her that Lily was my distant cousin and asking if she could pull up Lily's prenatal records.

She quickly found the medical records for me, and the records clearly showed that Lily was over two months pregnant.

I pulled out my phone and scrolled through my chat history with Jayden. About two months ago, Jayden went on a month-long business trip out of town with his company.

Everyone at his office could confirm it.

Moreover, during that time, Lily was at home with me every single day. So, the two of them literally had no opportunity to hook up, let alone secretly conceive a child.

I walked home in a daze, feeling like there was a weight pressing on my chest. My biggest suspicion was that Lily and Jayden were having an affair and plotted to kill me after finding out about my 80 million dollar win, so they could run off together with the money.

However, all my theories were just crushed.

Lily was innocent, and so was Jayden.

I paced anxiously around the living room, pain and despair flooding through me. The moment I looked up, I spotted the surveillance camera in the living room.

I remembered the surveillance footage from my past life that Lily used to frame me. I opened my phone and pulled up all the recordings from the past three months.

In the footage, everything looked normal.

There were no scenes of me forcing Lily to scrub the floor on her knees. No instances of me verbally abusing Lily. I felt like I was losing my mind.

I spent three days alone at home thinking, but could not come up with a single lead.

Three days later, Lily came back. Unlike her usual tired appearance, she looked energized and radiant.

She said, "I brought back some eggplant from my hometown. How about I make eggplant parmesan for dinner?"

I pulled myself together and replied, "Let's skip the eggplant, Lily. Pregnancy brain must be getting to you already. You forgot I'm allergic to eggplant."

She stood there scratching her head sheepishly, saying she indeed forgotten. Her expression remained normal as she worked efficiently.

She was even more chatty with me than usual.

I watched her, and suddenly something occurred to me.

I pulled out my phone and made a call.

The next day, frantic pounding on my door shattered my peaceful sleep.

"Come downstairs and take a look! Your housekeeper, Lily, jumped into the river!"

My neighbor's panicked voice jolted me awake from my deep sleep. Despite that, I took my time applying flawless makeup.

Looking at myself in the mirror, I slowly smirked.

The show was about to begin.