Chapter 4Reborn After My Niece Killed My Son

What a great husband. So devoted to his family.

I'd married him because he was filial and kind to his relatives. I never imagined that very quality would become the knife he'd plunge into my heart.

He had never considered me and Leo to be his family.

His family was them. His niece meant more to him than his own son.

I turned to go downstairs, but my sister-in-law, Karen, came charging up, slamming her shoulder into me.

She threw herself at Ashley, hugging her tightly. "Who do you think you are, hitting my daughter?" she shrieked. "I barely lay a hand on her! What gives you the right?"

I was shaking with rage. "Why don't you ask your daughter what she did?"

"So your son dies and you blame my daughter? Maybe your son was just unlucky!"

I hated her. But all I could think about was the child on the patio.

Who was he? And what was he doing at my mother-in-law's house?

"Karen, you're a mother too. If it was your son who died today, could you still say something so heartless?"

Her pupils constricted. She pointed a finger at me, her voice dripping with venom. "You shameless bitch. Your son dies, so now you're cursing my family? I'd say it's a good thing your son died! Serves him right!"

I grabbed my cracked phone from the floor and started walking downstairs.

My mother-in-law shouted, "Stop her! She's going to call the police!"

Karen scoffed. "So what? Ashley won't go to jail anyway."

"Are you stupid? If she calls the cops, they'll sue us! We'll have to pay!"

Realization dawned on Karen's face, replaced by an even deeper disgust. "Jake, look at the wife you married! Her own son is dead, and all she can think about is scheming for our money!"

Jake's face was grim as he chased after me. I had already texted my parents to call the police.

He lunged for my phone and saw the message. His face contorted with rage, and he slapped me.

"I told you this was a family matter! Why did you have to call the cops?"

"My brother's family is already struggling. Are you really trying to bleed them dry? I never knew you were so malicious."

I clutched my chest, a desperate, broken laugh escaping my lips.

Malicious? Oh, I was. I wanted his entire family to burn in hell.

Without another word, I continued downstairs. I had to know who that child was.

A terrible suspicion was already forming in my mind, but I couldn't bear to believe it.