Daughter Died On Mother's Day, Husband Traveled with LoverChapter 1

On Mother's Day, my daughter died in her hospital bed. Meanwhile, my husband posted photos of his trip on social media.

He said the incident with the boy who jumped into the river made him realize that he no longer wanted to be my living ATM. He wanted to enjoy life and be filial to his mother, so he took all of our savings.

Seeing the happy family of three in the photos, I angrily confronted him, only to be pushed down the stairs and fall to my death.

When I opened my eyes again, I had returned to the day my husband woke up.

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The phrase "The boy who jumped into the river died so miserably, a man should never end up like that" echoed in my ears as the kitchen knife in my hand clattered to the floor.

I looked around at everything familiar in the room, then at Jude Adams, who was sitting on the sofa scrolling through videos. It dawned on me that I had been reborn and returned to half a month ago.

God must have sensed my anger and granted me a chance to start over. I picked up the kitchen knife from the floor and approached Jude.