When I just knew that I was pregnant, my husband's mistress came to me. She was already five months pregnant.

My husband asked me to give up all the property and divorce or accept the child.

My mother-in-law scolded me for being infertile and said that I should have been abandoned long ago.

My husband's sister gloated to me, "Kristen Gray, why don't you leave my brother? My family is wealthy, but you can't even get pregnant and give him an heir!"

I was angered. In an argument, my mother-in-law pushed me down the stairs. My neck was broken, and I died.

Fortunately, I was reborn, and I woke up on the morning of my death.

***

A knock on the door woke me up, and I found I was reborn.

Looking at the pregnancy test stick on the bedside table, I instantly remembered the morning before I died.

I had been married for five years, but I could not conceive. The doctor told me that I had congenital abnormalities in the fallopian tubes and that it would be difficult for me to conceive.

My period was delayed for a week this month, so I got up and tried to test with a gamble. Surprisingly, I was pregnant.

But before I could share this good news with my family, my husband, Edward Tyler, brought his mistress, Flora Perry, home.

Flora was five months pregnant with a son.

Edward gave me two choices.

The first was to divorce me, but I had to give up all the property.

The second was to let me accept Flora's child. Edward said that his family had great fortune, and he needed an heir. However, I was infertile. He could give Flora some money, and then I would raise her child.

Hearing his requirements, I laughed.

In modern society, Edward still had such feudal thoughts.

As for the family property, it was not his but mine!

Unfortunately, in my previous life, before I could let Edward know how things stood with him, Maria Tyler, my mother-in-law, pushed me down the stairs and broke my neck. I died in the accident.

After I died, they said I accidentally fell to my death.

Edward inherited all my property and married Flora.

Maria felt relieved because she finally didn't need to pretend to be nice to me.

Thinking of this, I felt hatred spread in my heart.

In this life, I would definitely make these bastards pay the price!

There was another knock on the door.

I quickly wrapped the pregnancy test stick in toilet paper and threw it into the trash can. "Come in."

It was Maria.

Ever since she knew about my infertility, she had been looking for doctors, and she asked me to take a bowl of herb decoction every day.

I endured the bitter and fishy taste and forced myself to drink it.

But now, thinking of what Maria had done in my previous life, I slapped her hard.

The bowl fell to the ground, and the decoction splashed onto the floor.

Maria covered her cheek and looked at me in surprise. "Kristen, you... What's wrong with you today?"

I couldn't help but sneer, thinking, "Keep pretending, you old witch!"

When Edward and I had just gotten married, Maria looked down on me because I came from the countryside and ran a small restaurant. She thought I was not worthy of Edward.

However, I was good at business.

Not long after Edward and I got married, many old customers favored the dishes and wanted to cooperate.

Edward disagreed, saying that these people just wanted to steal my recipe.

I keenly sensed the business opportunity and quickly registered a food company.

Although Edward reacted strongly against my decision, I desperately took out all my savings and renovated and expanded the restaurant.

What was more, I built my brand and attracted investors nationwide.

With my constant efforts, in just three years, my chain restaurants spread all over the country.

I became a female billionaire with a net worth of over 100 million dollars from the owner of a small restaurant.

Thinking of it, I realized that Maria's attitude towards me changed after I made a lot of money and helped her family complete a class leap.

Maria was smart, and she concealed everything very well.

Whenever Edward and I argued, she always took my side.

She pretends to be really kind to me as if she was my biological mother.

Edward often jealously complained that others would think that I was Maria's child but not him.

I had a harmonious family, and my husband supported me.

Except for my infertility, everything was perfect.

Unfortunately, it was not until the last moment before my death that I saw the true colors of Maria, who was hypocritical and vicious.

I hate myself for being stupid.

Amy Tyler, Maria's daughter, was at home on summer vacation. When she heard the noise, she hurried into my room.

Seeing the scene, she rushed forward and wanted to beat me. "Kristen, you are heartless. You can't have children, and my mom tried every means to treat your infertility. How dare you slap her?"

I was no pushover. I quickly stood up, picked up the desk lamp, and smashed it on Amy's head.

Fuck! These people relied on me and actually killed me in my previous life. In this life, I would not let them bully me again!

Unfortunately, at the critical moment, Maria pulled Amy away when the desk lamp was about to hit her.

I felt a little regretful.

Amy was stunned. She pointed at me tremblingly and said, "Kristen... You... Are you going to kill me?"

I threw the lamp to the floor. "Get out of here!"

Amy yelled, "Why? This is my brother's villa!"

"Your brother's villa? Don't you afraid that I can cut off your living expenses right now?" I looked at her with contempt.

Amy hesitated after hearing this, but she still yelled toughly, "Kristen, are you crazy? I'll let my brother teach you a lesson when he comes back..."

Before she finished speaking, Maria stopped her and said, "Amy, don't make a fuss. Kristen didn't mean it. She took so many medicines but still couldn't get pregnant. She must be in a bad mood."

Amy looked at the medicine decoction on the floor and looked at me with smugness and contempt, "Oh, I see. No wonder you made a fuss in the early morning.

"But even though you lost your temper, you couldn't hit my mom." She then looked at Maria disapprovingly, "Mom, you and my brother spoiled her."

Maria smiled awkwardly, turned to look at me, and said, "Kristen, it's not your fault that you can't get pregnant. Don't get angry. I will go out and clean the floor later."

Looking at their backs, I sneered.

I thought, "Maria, you are used to pretending to be kind, and you didn't resist even though I slapped you.

Well, just wait and see!"