Reborn At My Father's Funeral1
To raise their "child" with his true love, Dad faked his death, fooling both Mom and me.
Mom died of stomach cancer from working hard to pay off debts, yet Grandma said, "My son is smart, he found a scapegoat."
Only then did I realize Dad never died; he took the money and married his true love.
Later, I was falsely accused of cheating and beaten to death.
When Dad learned about my death, he said, "So foolish, let her die. Just don't drag my son down with her."
When I opened my eyes again, I was back at Dad's fake funeral.
This time, I would make them pay!
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When I opened my eyes, the large black-and-white photo of Dad and the coffin at the center of the mourning hall came into view.
I turned to look at my grief-stricken Mom.
And there was Grandma, pretending to cry but with no tears at all.
I coldly observed everything.
Glancing behind me, I saw Dad's true love and his son.
That woman calmly watched Mom lying on the floor, pretending to be aloof.
But the smugness in her eyes couldn't be contained.
Great, they all knew Dad was faking his death. Only Mom and I were in the dark.
They treated us like fools for their amusement.