Chapter 1 My Past Life

• In my past life, my husband hired a young and beautiful housekeeper.
• My youngest daughter kissed the woman on the face and said, “You're much prettier than Mommy.”
• My elder son massaged the woman's shoulders and legs. “You're much gentler than Mommy.”
• Meanwhile, I, a stay-at-home mother, endured it all like a naive fool. Even though I was cheated on, I swallowed my pride and devoted myself entirely to these people.
• In the end, I died a sudden death due to being overworked.
• Now, I've been reborn.
• Without a word, I silently stuffed the lottery ticket worth tens of millions into my pocket and walked away confidently.
• The moment I felt the tightness in my chest and the dizziness, I thought it was just another one of my usual fainting spells.
• The next second, my vision spun abruptly. I found myself floating above, staring at my own lifeless face on the ground.
• So this was what sudden death felt like.
• My eldest son rushed over and climbed onto me, slapping my face vigorously. “The old hag has fainted again,” he shouted.
• My little daughter, engrossed in her phone, didn't even glance at me as she passed by.
• A young woman with waist-length hair lazily strolled out of the bedroom. She kicked my lifeless body. With a sneer in her voice, she remarked, “Fainted again? Who knows how many times it's been now. Why not just die already and be done with it!”
• After that, she gently embraced my son and asked softly, “Lucas, would you like a new mommy?”
• The child I carried for nine months and gave birth to nodded without hesitation.
• My daughter who was engrossed with her phone on the couch ran over and hugged the woman, pouting coquettishly. “Ms. Sutton, you're already our mommy! I saw Dad give you that huge diamond ring yesterday!”
• A shy blush crept across the woman's face, but she quickly feigned sorrow and shook her head. “I truly love you two as if you were my own, but alas, the stars haven't aligned. Sienna is still your real mommy.”
• The two children immediately started arguing back, firmly claiming they were not the children of that old hag.
• Floating in the air, I felt as though my heart was torn to shreds.
• No parent could hear such words from their children and remain unaffected.
• Yet the “old hag” they scorned was me—the rightful mistress of this house!
• This two-faced woman was just a housekeeper!
• Last year, my husband had hired this young and beautiful housekeeper, saying she was the younger sister of a business partner who needed work.
• He suggested she could help look after the house.
• Caring for two kids alone had been exhausting, so I thought it was killing two birds with one stone and agreed.
• Who knew that this fragile woman would keep using her “poor health” as an excuse to avoid doing any work?
• Not only that, but she often had me fetch stuff for her.
• Though annoyed, I tolerated it since she was my husband's friend's sister and didn't want to cause unnecessary drama.
• I was already overwhelmed with taking care of two kids and managing the household, so her presence only made things worse.
• Meanwhile, my husband's business wasn't doing well, so I couldn't even suggest hiring another housekeeper. I had no choice but to shoulder everything myself, working day and night.
• Every day, I woke up in a state of anxiety, tears streaming down my face. It was only after both children were put to bed at night that I could finally catch a moment of respite.
• During that period, I lost a significant amount of weight and looked utterly haggard.
• Then, I unexpectedly won a seventy million lottery jackpot.
• Without hesitation, I handed the entire amount to my husband to help save his struggling company.
• With this capital, his business turned around and stabilized.
• Instead of showing me any gratitude, he took this useless housekeeper on lavish trips around the world.
• Eventually, I caught them in bed together.
• I screamed, cried, and raged, but it was all futile.
• I had no choice but to continue looking after our two children.
• In the end, my body gave out, and I died from exhaustion.
• As my memories faded, my vision returned.
• My husband had come home.
• He walked past my lifeless body on the floor as if he didn't see it, his expression cold and indifferent.
• Then, the four of them happily went out for a meal together.
• Floating in the air, I blacked out from sheer rage.
• When I opened my eyes again, I was stunned to find I had been reborn—back to the day before the housekeeper entered our home.