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"My daughter is dating a young man from the community and is willing to abandon her studies to be with him. Later, she kindly bought me a massive insurance policy, and I thought she had realized my good intentions towards her. To my surprise, she did it to plan my death in order to collect the insurance money to buy a house and a car for her boyfriend. When I opened my eyes again, my daughter was deceiving me into signing the insurance policy."
Chapter 1
I was reborn, back to the day my daughter tricked me into signing a massive insurance policy.
In my previous life, she schemed with her boyfriend to kill me and claim my inheritance.
After my death, she didn't shed a single tear.
Now, seeing her grin and call out, "Mommy!" I wanted her to feel what it was like to fall from a building.
When my daughter was eight, my husband cheated on me. During our messy divorce, he got drunk after fighting with his mistress and died in a car crash.
My mother-in-law, to protect his reputation, spread the story that he crashed after arguing with me.
The family elders urged me to let them raise my daughter.
But I refused. She was my child, and I decided to raise her alone.
Over the years, I had no shortage of suitors, but because Veronica said she wasn't okay with it, I stayed single.
People said daughters should be raised with wealth, so I worked tirelessly to give her a good life.
People said kids needed skills, so I enrolled her in expensive tutoring classes.
I thought Veronica was sweet and good, but she turned out to be an ungrateful snake.
At eighteen, she met a punk and fought with me over him constantly.
I told her to focus on her studies.
She said I was too strict and moved in with him.
When I was distraught over her rebellion, she came back, apologizing sweetly.
I thought Veronica had finally seen reason, but she was just setting me up with a deadly trap.
After tricking me into signing the insurance policy, she and her boyfriend killed me.
After my death, I saw Veronica and her boyfriend gleefully spending my inheritance, driving away all the relatives and friends who came to mourn.
In front of my portrait, my daughter revealed her true self. "You killed my dad. You should've died long ago."
That was when I realized how much she hated me.
Now, Veronica stood before me, her face lit with a poorly hidden smile, urging me on. "Mom, what are you waiting for? Sign it already."
Looking at my hypocritical, venomous daughter, I was done playing the loving mother. I exposed her intentions outright. "You're so eager for me to sign this policy. How badly do you want me dead?"
Veronica was visibly shocked by my response.
She denied it repeatedly.
But to me, her act was laughably fake.
I had already died once. Heaven took pity on me and gave me a second chance.
There was no way I'd let this snake of a daughter hurt me again.
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