Chapter 1

Last life, both I and my husband’s first love went into difficult labor at the same time.

My husband, without a moment’s hesitation, gave the critical blood transfusion to Ashley, leading to my child being brain-damaged from birth.

He took Ashley and their child to the city to start a business, hitting it big and becoming a renowned entrepreneur.

They lived in a sprawling mansion, enjoying the high life.

But my child and I? We were left behind in a remote town, enduring daily humiliation from the locals.

Until a group of thugs lured my son into an old, dilapidated outhouse and drowned him in the cesspit.

Soon after, I aged beyond recognition, barely forty but looking eighty – a withered, broken husk of a woman.

When my husband finally returned, flaunting his success, Ashley, nestled in his arms, still looked like she was in her twenties.

Seeing me, Ashley smirked, a triumphant glint in her eyes: “Granny, mind stepping aside?”

I felt my blood boil, then my world went black.

When I opened my eyes again, I was back in the delivery room, in the throes of labor.