Rebirth: My Love, Stay Away from Domestic Violence

　　I, taught to be obedient since childhood, married the one chosen by Mom.

　　After getting married, I was tortured by the man to death.

　　My soul was guided to the direction of my home.

　　After my mother and younger sister hung up the phone of telling the news of my death, their emotions remained unchanged.

　　"It doesn't matter if she's dead. She'll die sooner or later. Fortunately, the plan worked. You're not the one suffering."

　　My younger sister threw herself into my mother's arms gratefully and acted like a spoiled child.

　　I suddenly understood.

　　Next time, I won't be a pawn. I want to be the person in charge!

　　"Amelia, wake up!"

　　I opened my eyes sleepily. It was mom calling me.

　　"Drink the milk and then go to sleep."

　　I stared at my hands that were holding the glass. I opened my mouth and wanted to say something, but when I looked up, I saw my mother's scheming eyes.

　　Am I reborn?

　　"I know you haven't been sleeping well, but tomorrow is your wedding day and your sister's engagement day, so you have to have a good rest."

　　Yes, it was this cup of milk that made me think that my mother had finally seen me in my previous life. I didn't know that it was the beginning of my unfortunate life.

　　This time, I would no longer be the marionette in their hands.

　　Under my mother's urging, I put the cup to my mouth, looked at my mother's expectant eyes, and said, "Mom, is my sister calling you?"

　　Mother didn't hear anything, but she was still worried about her beloved youngest daughter. She repeatedly told me to drink milk and go to bed early before leaving.

　　I held the glass tightly and carefully felt the warmth from the milk.

　　It had been too long since I had felt all of this with my hands.

　　Footsteps came from outside the door, bringing me back to reality.

　　"Shush, be quiet."

　　It was my mother's voice.

　　I put the milk in the corner, quickly turned off the light, and lay down.

　　The door was gently opened and closed.

　　"The medicine is working. Hurry up and call him."

　　I opened my eyes in the darkness.

　　I knew that my "brother-in-law", Wayne, was about to arrive.

　　In my previous life, my father was arrested for bribing people for the company's project. In order to save him, my mother pleaded with the Wilson family, who proposed a marriage.

　　Although she knew that Wayne, the only son of the Wilson family, had been branded as a "wife killer" because all of his three wives died of accidents after marrying him, my mother still agreed to the marriage and even anxiously demanded an engagement first, on the same day as my wedding day.

　　The door was opened again, and someone came in.

　　I turned on the light and turned my back to the door. I asked in a daze, "Jasper, why are you so late today? Are you very busy?"

　　Jasper Thomas was my real fiance.

　　The man stopped in his tracks and replied in a low voice, "Yes."

　　"Then hurry to take a shower. I'll sleep first. I'm so sleepy today..." My voice was getting weaker and weaker, as if I was asleep.

　　The man stopped and didn't move until I was completely still. Then he walked to the bed.

　　I turned to face him again and muttered, "Milk is there. Drink it quickly." I had not opened my eyes yet.

　　As I listened to the sound of him swallowing milk, my heart almost jumped out of my chest.

　　After drinking the milk, he fell to the ground and fainted.

　　I turned on the bedside lamp. Sure enough, this man was Wayne.

　　It took me a lot of effort to get him to bed. Then I sneaked to the door of my sister's room.

　　"After tonight, your sister won't be able to marry into the Thomas family. You'll be Mrs. Thomas."

　　"What if they don't agree?"

　　"The invitation has been sent out a long time ago. The Thomas family can't afford to lose face. As for the Wilson family, Wayne has always taken a fancy to your sister. When they proposed the marriage, I picked a photo of you pretending to be ugly. The engagement ceremony tomorrow will be held normally..."

　　"Mom is the best to me..."

　　Listening to the affectionate conversation between mother and daughter in the room, I pinched my nails so hard that my palms turned red.

　　In my previous life, according to their plan, when I woke up tomorrow morning, I would be found having an affair with my future brother-in-law. In order to prevent this scandal from getting bigger, I obediently exchanged identities with my sister and attended the ceremony.

　　"Mom, go back and have a rest. I'll go to Amelia's room to have a look."

　　It just so happened that I was worried about how to get you to my room.

　　I quickly returned to my room and locked the door.

　　The footsteps got closer and closer and stopped at my door.

　　The doorknob moved slightly but did not open.

　　"Why is it locked? Forget it, I'll just listen for a while."

　　Right at the moment, I suddenly opened the door, and she fell to the ground. I picked up the baseball bat behind the door and hit the back of her neck.