Blurb：
After dying from stomach cancer, Maggie is reborn in the 1980s—back when she was still married to the cheating Jack Zhou. This time, she won’t endure Fiona’s mooching or Jack’s betrayal. With her son Ethan’s future at stake, Maggie leaves her job, borrows money, and starts anew. Will she escape the bitter wife fate? Can she protect Ethan from Fiona’s greedy family? Dive into a story of revenge, resilience, and a mother’s love.
Content：
I was reborn.In my previous life, I married Jack Zhou. After our wedding, his sister Fiona would frequently come over with her kids to mooch off us.
Jack and I would argue. Fiona directly introduced him to a mistress.
I divorced Jack and took our son with me. I scrimped and saved to raise our child. I helped him start his own family.
Just when I thought I could finally enjoy life, the doctor told me I had stomach cancer. In the end, I died in pain.
Now that I have a second chance at life, I refuse to be a bitter wife again.
As my son's heartbroken cries faded away, I felt my body becoming lighter and lighter.
I wanted to tell my son not to be sad, to think of me as going to a better place in heaven.
But when I opened my eyes, I found myself in a room that was both strange and familiar. After carefully looking around for a while, I realized it was the bedroom Jack and I had shared.
Looking at my reflection in the mirror, decades younger, I pinched myself hard to confirm that I had really been reborn.
Where was Ethan? Right, my son. Thinking of my child, I rushed out of the room.
That's when I saw the malted milk powder I had bought for Ethan opened on the table. My son was staring at it longingly, while Fiona's three children each had a cup and were drinking happily.
My mother-in-law saw me and quickly made a cup for Ethan too, looking a bit guilty. "Maggie, did we wake you up?"
I didn't say anything, just picked up Ethan and hugged him tightly, unable to get enough of his sweet baby scent.
Ethan was only two years old now. He had always been small and frail as a child. For his sake, I had denied myself food and new clothes, trying to save every penny I could to help him grow up healthy.
My sister-in-law Fiona, on the other hand, loved romance and indulgence. Even after her husband passed away, she didn't change. She could spend a month's salary on a pair of designer heels without blinking. Her three children often went hungry and poorly dressed. Every few days, my in-laws would bring them over to "improve their nutrition." At mealtimes, they ate like refugees. Ethan and I were often left with just leftovers.
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