Chapter 1

My husband, Dave, had a low sperm count.

To have a baby, I swallowed every old wives’ tale, endured countless tortures.

Finally, IVF worked, and I was pregnant.

Dave was ecstatic.

But close to my due date, I overheard him chatting with a buddy: “You’re a real piece of work, knocking up your wife with your mistress’s kid.”

Dave sighed.

“Chelsea’s terrified of childbirth. I naturally care about her.”

“As for me and Sarah, she’s occupying my wife’s title, bearing a child for Chelsea and me, isn’t that what she deserves?”

Devastated, I suffered an amniotic fluid embolism during labor.

The doctors asked Dave for his decision.

He didn’t hesitate.

“Save the baby.”

I died on the operating table.

Later, he brazenly brought his mistress home.

Living in my house, taking over my company.

On Memorial Day, he paraded to my grave with Chelsea and his son, bragging.

“I was going to let you raise the kid, but Chelsea couldn’t handle it.”

“Didn’t expect you to die so soon, a real win for me.”

That’s when I knew he’d been plotting to steal my fortune all along.

My eyes opened again, and I was back to the day he asked me to do IVF.

“Annie, what do you think about us trying IVF?”

My husband’s voice rang in my ear, and I realized I’d been reborn.

Reborn to the day my husband asked me to do IVF.

In my past life, I saw Chelsea Carter as pitiful, without parents, a college student from a rural village, so I helped her when she was still in college. After she graduated, I let her into my company.

And my husband, Dave Wilson, was a salesman in my company, and from the first time he saw me, he kept pursuing me.

At first, I was annoyed with him.

But he chased me for four years.

He was so considerate to me, delivering three meals a day to my office, sending flowers for the holidays, and handmade dolls. When I was on my period, he would prepare brown sugar ginger tea properly.

When I was sick, he took care of me step by step until I was discharged from the hospital.

Even the hardest heart can be moved.

After agreeing to be with him, I helped him all the way up, from a small salesman to a sales manager, and then to a general manager.

For him, I even retired from the company after we got married.

I washed my hands and made soup at home, thinking about how to make him happy and comfortable every day.

We had been married for a year and always wanted a child, but later, after going to the hospital for a check-up, we found out that he had oligoasthenospermia.

I tried countless folk remedies.

Just for his saying: “Because I love you, I really want a child with our eyes and eyebrows.”

In the end, he proposed IVF.

I knew IVF was painful, but I still agreed.

I didn’t expect that I would hear him chatting with a friend nine months into my pregnancy, when I was about to give birth.

That’s when I found out the truth.

It turned out that he had been hooking up with his assistant, Chelsea Carter.

Even the child was not mine.

But Chelsea was afraid of pain, wanted a child but didn’t want to give birth, and used my uterus as a vessel to raise the child.

I was so angry that my water broke on the spot.

But I encountered an amniotic fluid embolism during childbirth.

Before I lost consciousness, I begged him bitterly.

I beg him to save my life.

But when the doctor asked the family, my parents had passed away long ago, and my only relative was him.

“Of course, save the baby, I want the baby!”

The doctor paused.

“The amniotic fluid embolism is only affecting the mother, it has no effect on the child. There is no question of saving the big one or the small one.”

Dave waved his hand impatiently.

“Whatever, as long as the child is fine, as for her, she’ll die when she dies.”

The doctor rolled his eyes, muttered a sentence, and walked into the operating room.

“I didn’t expect there to be such a beast now.”

The doctors tried their best, but I still died on the operating table.

But I know that the truth of my death was because my husband’s betrayal, which made me suffer such a blow that I had an amniotic fluid embolism.

After my death.

He naturally got all my property.

He brazenly brought Chelsea back to our matrimonial home, drove my car, wore my clothes, and lay on our bed!

At the hospital’s repeated urging, Dave reluctantly sent my body to the crematorium.

In order to suppress my wronged soul and borrow my financial power.

He also specially asked a Feng Shui master to find a soul-suppressing tomb for me.

Let me never be reborn.

In the third year after my death, the company’s business climbed steadily and was listed, and he also brought his mistress Chelsea and his son to my grave to show off.

“It’s a pity you died too early, I was going to let you raise the child, Chelsea didn’t want to suffer the pain of raising a child, who knew you were so useless that you could die from giving birth!”

Thinking of this.

I was furious.

My nails were pinched into my flesh.

“Annie?”

My husband’s voice rang again, and I came back to my senses.

In his expectant gaze.

I nodded in agreement.

Dave kissed me ecstatically and went out.

After I turned around, I wiped off the skin he had kissed fiercely.

The hatred in my eyes was hard to hide.

Now I want to start liquidating all my assets.

Let’s see how far these two dogs have calculated me.

I casually bought a frozen meal at the restaurant.

I drove to the company.

I deliberately kept the rest of the company quiet.

Walked to Dave’s office.

Stayed quietly.

Unsurprisingly, there was a burst of ambiguous voices of kissing in the door.

I smiled coldly and turned on the recording function of my phone.

It’s really shameless to dare to do obscenities in the company’s office in broad daylight.

The others in the office all looked at me with sympathy.

It turned out that they all knew that I had been cuckolded.

But no one told me.

I knocked on the door.

“Honey, I’m here to see you and send you lunch by the way.”

There was a hasty sound of tidying up in the door.

About a minute passed.

The door opened.

Chelsea stood aside with a flushed face, looking down.

And her husband, Dave, walked over dotingly and took the lunch box from my hand.

“I’m here, and I also cook for my husband, I’ll feel bad for you.”

I looked at them two.

As if everything I heard outside the door was an illusion.

“What were you doing just now, why did it take so long to open the door?”

They looked at each other in a panic, then quickly hid away.

“Oh, it’s okay, it’s just that I wanted to take a look at the money for a contract and I saw some abnormalities, which made my wife wait for a long time at the door, it’s all my fault.”

He is still the same as before marriage.

He is very fond of me, this saying is also flawless.

If I didn’t know that they had been hooking up long ago.

I would still be kept in the dark by them.

“Chelsea, I feel that it’s still unfair to you in my company, my good friend opened a company, in another place, the treatment is better than here, what do you think?”

Seeing that I wanted to drive her away.

Not only was Chelsea anxious and about to cry.

Even Dave panicked.

“Wife, I think she’s doing well here, she was funded by you to go to college, and now she has what she has today because of you, she has always told me that she is very grateful to you, and said that she must repay you!”

I sneered in my heart.

Heh, repay.

Let me conceive Chelsea’s child! Then live in my house and spend my money, and still have the nerve to say repay!

It’s no wonder that these two dogs can see each other, they are both born white-eyed wolves.

Can’t raise them to maturity.

I pretended to be very embarrassed.

“But I have already promised my good friend, such an opportunity can not be wasted, Chelsea, don’t you think?”

Chelsea didn’t know how to answer.

Hiding behind Dave.

“Okay, wife, I think you should consider this matter again.”

“If you don’t want her to stay by my side, I’ll transfer her away.”

After speaking, he pushed Chelsea out.

Then he gently walked up and hugged my waist.

Soft words are warm.

It’s like he’s really loyal to me.

Who would have thought that they were still having an affair in the office just now.

At night, Dave went to bed and wanted to hug me.

Intimate with me.

I was pushed away lightly.

I used physical discomfort as an excuse to send him away.

“Okay, I happen to have something to do in the company, I’ll go back and work overtime.”

An hour later.

A private investigator sent me a few photos.

It turned out that Chelsea had already moved into Dave’s private villa.

This year, he misappropriated the company’s property, bought himself luxury cars and villas, and I only found out about these things after the investigation.

I didn’t expect there to be any unexpected surprises.

I was worried that only divorcing him and letting him leave with nothing would be too cheap for him.

Just sent me a handle.

I was in a great mood.

I called my best friend who I hadn’t contacted for a long time.

Unexpectedly, she picked it up.

Only the tone is still sarcastic.

“Yo, the busy person finally remembered to contact me? I thought you wouldn’t talk to me for the rest of your life.”

I apologized in a low voice.

She seemed to choke up again.

“I didn’t expect you, this dead girl, to be so cruel that you haven’t contacted me for so long. You’re going to make me angry!”

To celebrate the rekindling of our friendship.

She invited me to her newly opened club.

“The male models inside are all broad-shouldered and narrow-waisted, which is much more handsome than your kappa. I don’t know how you were so obsessed at the time, but you were abducted by such an ugly man.”

While chatting, she complained about Dave to me again.

In the beginning, after I officially announced my relationship with Dave.

Good girlfriend Heather Connell, then released the words.

“Annie Shen, if you don’t break up with this kappa, our friendship of more than ten years will be like this.”

“This kind of man is a stain on your life if you talk about him, but you still want to marry him, are you crazy?”

“Break up.”

But I was so overwhelmed by love that I broke off contact with her.

In my previous life, after my death.

Only Heather has been investigating the cause of my death.

She suspected that I was eaten up by this ugly man, Dave.

Although her thinking was right.

But suffering from no evidence.

Living a lifetime, I naturally know who is sincere to me.

I put on thousands of gold makeup, drove a Maybach, and Heather and I met at the clubhouse.

As soon as she saw me, her eyes turned red again.

“Tonight, let’s get drunk!”

She ordered dozens of male models.

Let me pick them one by one.

But unexpectedly.

Among a group of broad-shouldered and narrow-waisted men, I actually saw an acquaintance.

Heather almost jumped up, walked to a man, and pulled his ear with his hand familiarly.

“Howie Connell, are you crazy? You told your parents you came out to start a business, but you started a business as a male model in a clubhouse?”

Howie Connell is Heather’s brother.

Remember, the first time I went to Heather’s house.

This five-year-old kid followed behind Heather and me.

“Your brother is too clingy to you.”

But Heather shrugged.

“That’s not true, he’s not close to me, but he suddenly changed his sex today.”

Later, every time I went to her house, Howie would always follow us for various reasons.

Nothing more than his parents were afraid that she would fall in love early, so they told him to keep an eye on her.

Or they were afraid that two girls would be in danger playing outside.

Later, I took over the company left by my parents, and he was also sent to study abroad by his family.

It is said that he just came back recently.

Howie didn’t answer his sister’s words.

Just stared at me steadily.

“Miss Shen, aren’t you going to order a male model to play with? We are acquaintances, I’ll give you a discount, just order me?”

Heather looked at me.

And stared at her brother.

Suddenly smiled.

“Okay, that’s you.”

After speaking, with a wave of her hand, she let the other male models leave.

Howie took advantage of the situation and sat next to me.

I looked at Heather for help.

But she pretended not to see it, except for playing on her phone, she poured me wine over and over again.

My head was dizzy.

I looked at Howie beside me.

Before, I had never looked at him seriously.

In my eyes, he is the brother of a good girlfriend.

Also a kid.

But how did he become so good-looking?

The nose is high and straight, the skin is fair, and a pair of peach blossom eyes make my heart beat straight.

Even when I accidentally fell on his chest, all I felt was solid muscles.

Reason made me sober.

I pushed him away.

Slurredly said: “I’m married, don’t get so close.”

His face became a little ugly.

Getting closer and closer.

“What? Does elder sister want to keep her virtue?”

I shook my head.

It’s not about keeping women’s virtue.

I was just afraid that I couldn’t hold back and slept with him, then Heather wouldn’t know how to lose her temper at me.

One glass of wine after another was poured down.

The scene in front of me became more and more blurred.

In the end, I fell down.

My head hurt like it was splitting.

When I woke up again, I found myself lying on a strange big bed.

My clothes were also changed.

And lying next to me.

It’s Howie!

I closed my eyes, thinking it was a dream.

But I opened my eyes again.

Howie was smiling at me.

“Oops! I was drunk, I don’t remember anything.”

I lifted the quilt and prepared to run away.

But he said: “Elder sister, you don’t look like you were drunk when you hugged me and groped around last night, but you seemed to be doing it on purpose, taking advantage of my drunkenness to eat my tofu?”

“Moreover, we have done everything, but elder sister doesn’t want to be responsible? It’s not appropriate.”

My scalp tingled.

Sure enough, wine is a harmful thing.

I will never touch wine again in the future.

“This matter, heaven knows, earth knows, you know, I know, just pretend nothing happened.”

I hurriedly put on my clothes.

Ran out of the door.

Ignoring Howie’s shouts behind me.

When I got home, Dave hadn’t come back yet.

I patted my chest, luckily.

If he knew about this, the divorce property division might not be so convenient.

Thinking of Howie, I immediately blacklisted all his contact information.

But fortunately, he didn’t seem to tell my best friend about it.

Heather didn’t come to me either.

We chatted, also discussing some things about divorce.

Dave naturally didn’t know that I was going to get a divorce.

Still having a good dream.

He often takes me to the hospital to learn about IVF.

In the previous life, the hospital doctor was bribed by him.

My eggs were switched to Chelsea’s.

I didn’t even know I was pregnant with my mistress’s child.

This time, I perfunctorily cooperated with him to go through the process.

But unexpectedly, more than a month later.

I found that my period was delayed?

I thought it was an irregular period.

After waiting for a while.

Still didn’t come.

I suddenly thought of that accident two months ago.

I was scared out of my wits.

I took a pregnancy test, and the result almost made me faint.

Not giving up, I went to the hospital for a check-up.

The test results were still the same.

I’m pregnant!

Once, I was pregnant with Howie’s child!