My Mother-in-law Killed My Cat and The Cat Took Revenge

The cat I had raised for five years was pushed down from upstairs by my husband's nephew Tom Baker.

It died miserably.

I broke down and cried, but my mother-in-law, Olivia Baker stopped me and said, "It's just an animal. Tom is still a child. Do you want him to pay for its life?"

Later, when Tom imitated cat meows, Olivia pushed him down the stairs.

1

Just a second ago, I saw Tom push the cat I had raised for five years off the balcony, and there was a loud crash.

With a smile, I squatted down and touched Tom's head. "It's okay. It's just a cat. Did you get hurt?"

Olivia, my mother-in-law, who was about to rush out and scold me, was stunned. She didn't expect me to be so calm.

"Tom is still young. Coco is just an animal. He didn't hurt it on purpose." Olivia dragged Tom back, fearing that I would hurt him.

"Olivia, what are you talking about? I don't blame him."

I calmly went downstairs to pick up my kitten. Coco had been with me for five years. When I first picked it up, it was very small and thin, with dirty fur on its body.

It accompanied me through the most difficult days. In my heart, it had become my family. I fed it well and it became round and fat, like a little dumpling.

Now it died right in front of me. I hated Tom and Olivia very much.

Even though Coco was covered in blood, I was not afraid. I stroked its fur gently and said, "Don't be afraid, Coco. I will help you get revenge."

The people around me screamed, "Are you crazy?"

I sneered. I had been restrained enough. Otherwise, it would be Olivia lying on the ground now.

In my previous life, after Coco died, I slapped Tom in the face.

Olivia yelled at me, "You hit Tom because of an animal? I'll ask my son to divorce you."

I called the police, but Tom was a child, and he innocently claimed that he just wanted to play with Coco, so the police just criticized and educated him.

However, I saw him hiding behind Olivia and smiling slyly. I knew he did it on purpose.

I was mentally aroused and wanted to hit him.

But someone took a video and posted it online, and overnight, I was scolded.

[Marrying a woman like this is a misfortune for his family. She is like a shrew. The child said that he didn't do that on purpose.]

[Can a cat be worth a child's life? She is too much.]

The online abuse and Coco's death made my mental state worse and worse. I made frequent mistakes at work and was eventually fired by the company.

Olivia occupied my home and let my husband's younger brother Brandon Baker and his family move in. They always mocked me that I didn't give birth to a child for Bruce. "It's because she couldn't give birth to a child that she treated a dead cat as her child."

My husband Bruce Baker always remained silent and tacitly approved of their behavior.

All the pressure caused me to have a mental breakdown. In a trance, I saw Coco calling me on the balcony. I stumbled over and fell off the balcony.

On the day I died, Bruce came home with his mistress, and she was even holding a little boy.

Then I realized that all this had been their family's plan. Olivia secretly replaced my vitamins with nerve-stimulating drugs. She killed Coco and caused me to collapse completely.

Olivia disliked me for not being able to have a child and even encouraged Bruce to have an affair. She gave me the drugs to make me leave on my own without taking any of their property, so her grandson Tom could come home earlier.

But I was reborn on the day when Coco died. This time, I would never let them succeed again.

I found a good place to bury Coco. Even though I couldn't save it, I hoped it could be happy in the next life.

"She has always shown a gloomy face after her cat died. What's wrong with her?" I heard Olivia complain to Bruce outside the door.

2

I pushed the door open and wiped my tears with tissues, looking weak. "Olivia, I'll cook now. Don't worry about me. I'm fine."

As soon as I finished speaking, I couldn't help but cover my face and cry again. "I'm fine. Just go to David like you used to. I'll cook."

David was an old man specializing in hooking up with widowed women like Olivia.

Bruce's face changed. "Mom, I told you not to hang out with that old man. He's not a good guy. Why didn't you listen to me?"

Olivia gave me a stern look and said timidly, "No, I didn't."

"Bruce, don't blame Olivia. She went downstairs to look for David and didn't keep an eye on Tom, so Coco... It's all my fault."

"How dare you slander me! I didn't... Yes, it's all my fault." Olivia admitted it.

It wasn't until today that I figured out why Olivia showed up so soon. Maybe she didn't leave at all but was hiding in the dark waiting for me to break down and go crazy.

Of course, there was no way Olivia would admit that she was at home now, so she could only admit it.

Bruce was furious. "Don't go find that old man again!"

He put his arm around my shoulders and said, "Honey, I'm sorry. I'm also sad about Coco's death."

If I hadn't had the memories of my previous life, I would have trusted him.

I held his hand. "Honey, don't say that. You're working hard outside, and it's my fault for not doing my job well."

Bruce was stunned for a moment, and perhaps he didn't expect me to be so considerate.

In my previous life, we had a big fight over the issue of children, and Bruce wanted to have a child.

When we got married, I explained my situation I was infertile and would never have children of my own.

At that time, he said, "It's okay, and we can enjoy our world of two without children."

But after marriage, he always mentioned to me that his friend had a cute child. I knew he regretted it and wanted a child.

After the conflict broke out, it was difficult for our relationship to return to the way it was before.

Maybe he agreed with me from the beginning just to use my social connections.

At that time, I had reached the position of director, while Bruce was a team leader. After we were together, I introduced him to a lot of resources, and he got promoted with my help.

Because the company prohibited office romances, I chose to quit and went to another company, but I was suppressed there.

Tom came over and pulled Olivia. "Grandma, buy me some toys."

Olivia was upset. "Why? It's a waste of money."

Tom hit Olivia's waist with his hand. "Grandma, you are a bad person. You lied to me. You told me you would buy me toys if I pushed the cat downstairs..."

Olivia immediately covered his mouth, but it was too late.

I covered my mouth and fell to the ground. "What? Olivia, I didn't expect that. I know you don't like me, but how could you teach Tom to do such a thing? Aren't you afraid of retribution?"

Olivia was stubborn. "Retribution? It's just an animal."

Bruce was even more embarrassed. "Honey, my mom didn't do it on purpose. Please don't mind it."

I pretended to be even more pitiful and said, "I can understand that Olivia doesn't like me, but Coco is so important to me. How could she..." After saying that, I broke down and cried.

"It was me who did it. It's just a cat. I am standing right here. Come on, push me down." Olivia said.

Bruce glared at Olivia and handed me his salary card. "Honey, go to the pet store and pick another one."

In his heart, Coco was just an ordinary kitten. But when we were together, he was the one who took care of Coco when it was sick.

I took his salary card but still refused to give up. "You will get retributions."

Bruce pulled Olivia to a corner, and I followed them while they weren't paying attention.

"Mom, why did you let her find out?"

"I don't know why this bitch is acting so abnormal today. She didn't even make a fuss when her cat died. I feel sick just by looking at her."

"If it doesn't work, increase the potency of the medicine. She won't be able to detect it."

If Bruce hadn't mentioned it, I would have almost forgotten that he even drugged me.

I went to the hospital for a comprehensive check-up. I was not taking much medication now. After being reborn, I had become much stronger, so it didn't have much impact on my mental health.

I opened my phone and bought a small gadget. Didn't Olivia want to pay with her life? I would make her do what she said.

3

"Damn old woman, where should I sleep?" I was woken up early in the morning.

Before I changed my clothes and went out, the door was pushed open. It was Bruce's younger brother Brandon.

He came in and ignored me, looking around. "This room is nice and big. Mom, I want to live in this one."

According to my previous life, there was still some time before they moved into my house. It seemed that Olivia couldn't wait to kick me out of the house.

I coughed a few times before Brandon turned to me with a look of contempt. "Is someone living here? You can move out now. I want this room."

"Of course, I'm living in my room. I heard that someone lost his house." Olivia gave her house in the countryside to Brandon, but he was a gambler and borrowed high-interest loans. In the end, the house was mortgaged and they were kicked out.

"You are a resentful woman who can't have children. I heard that your cat was thrown to death by my son. This is awesome." After saying that, Brandon turned around and walked out.

I stared at his back, with my hands clenched into fists.

When I walked out, Olivia came to me. "Brandon has nowhere else to go. Don't kick them out."

Olivia pretended to be nice and discussed with me because Bruce had just walked out of the bathroom and was standing behind us.

"Olivia, I'm very happy that Brandon is here. Doesn't he want to live in my room? I'll ask Bruce to move my things out now."

Bruce snorted coldly, "He should thank us for letting them move in."

As far as I knew, the relationship between Bruce and Branson was not very good. Because of Olivia's partiality, she always asked Bruce to give in to his younger brother.

Under the pressure of Olivia, Bruce had done a lot of cleaning up his brother's mess over the years.

I took Brandon's wife Lily out and went straight to the mall to buy various daily necessities.

I bought many high-end goods, and I was not worried when swiping the card. "I want you to live well at home."

It cost a few thousand dollars.

Olivia looked at the things I bought, feeling distressed. "Why did you buy so many things? It's not your money, so you don't feel bad, right?"

"Mom, I bought this for Brandon's family. It's worth the money."

Olivia understood it quickly. "Yes, it's worth the money."

After Bruce came back, his face turned gloomy. He probably received a text message about the payment.

Bruce and Olivia had a small quarrel, and I took the opportunity to sneak into Olivia's room and do something.

The next day, I took Lily out shopping again. Today we bought all kinds of clothes, from socks to winter coats.

This time, it cost tens of thousands.

As soon as Bruce got home, he came to me for an explanation.

I felt wronged. "Olivia told me to be nice to Brandon's family. I just listened to her."

Bruce rushed into Brandon's room in a rage. "You shameless bastard! Get out of here tomorrow!"

Brandon said, "You married a woman who can't even give birth to a child. Did you marry a man?"

In the end, I didn't know what Olivia said to Bruce, and he gave up.

But anyway, my goal was achieved, and their conflicts deepened a lot.

In the middle of the night, Olivia suddenly screamed, waking everyone up. "Cat! There is a cat in my room."

She was so scared that she was trembling all over and squatted in the corner. "I saw a cat there. It wanted to hurt me.

"Is it Coco? It came back to take revenge!"

I shook Olivia's shoulders, and she was more scared. "It wasn't my fault. Don't hurt me."

Brandon said, "It's just a dead cat. Don't disturb my sleep."

Olivia begged us not to leave, but no one wanted to listen to her.

She muttered, "Retribution. It must come back to take revenge on me."

These days, I talked about cats having lives in front of Olivia. "I heard cats have nine lives, so Coco must not be dead yet.

"Cats are very vengeful, so it will come back," I said deliberately to scare Olivia.

I customized a projection lamp with a picture of Coco and a cat's meow. I secretly hid it in Olivia's room. As long as I turned it on, a cat would appear in Olivia's room.

When it was turned on in the middle of the night, the screams were very miserable.

I saw Olivia secretly searching online whether the cat would come back for revenge.

I knew she believed it.

Seeing Olivia went out early in the morning, I followed her secretly.