After Being Strangled By My Nephew, I Was Reborn1
I am a non-marriageist. Naturally, my nephew assumed my assets would one day be his and even had the nerve to ask me for a $10,000 bag to impress his girlfriend.
When I turned him down, he held a grudge and strangled me in my sleep.
To protect him, my mother erased the security footage of his crime and lied, saying I had taken my own life. They happily inherited everything, boasting, “She was just a fool; we got what we deserved!”
But then, I woke up. It was the same day my nephew asked for the bag.
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“Auntie, I only have one birthday a year. Just get it for me,” Ethan said, clutching my arm. He made it sound like a request, but his tone was more demanding. “It’s not that expensive, just $10,000. If you buy it, I’ll make sure my girlfriend, Chloe, knows how generous you are.”
My mother and Richard, Richard, were focused on their meal, not even trying to intervene. Lilith, my sister-in-law, added casually, “Claire, you’re not getting married, so you’ll need Ethan to look after you when you’re older.”
I looked down at my hands, remembering what happened in my previous life.