and shouted that the wedding was off.
But she only said fine—
the wedding gifts wouldn’t be returned.
I had never met such shameless people.
To defend my father’s honor,
I firmly refused Sophia’s demand.
But she and Mrs. Lee went online,
livestreaming their sob story.
They accused me of abandoning my wife and unborn child,
and claimed my mother had affairs with other men,
which drove my father to his death.
My mother argued back online,
but her address was doxxed,
and while grocery shopping,
she was beaten to death by vicious strangers.
One blow after another left me broken.
On the day I was fired from work,
I stumbled into the street in a daze
and was killed by a passing truck.
After my death,
Sophia used her pregnancy to inherit all of my estate.
But she never cherished the child—
once the inheritance was secured,
she mercilessly ended the pregnancy.
Not only that,
she later complained to Mrs. Lee:
“That family is cursed with short lives.
Thank God I never really married into it!”
Remembering what happened in my past life,
I burned with hatred,
wishing I could tear apart the grotesque mouths of that mother and daughter.
Reborn again,
I vowed to make Mrs. Lee taste the bitter fruit
of her own “joke”!