Chapter 2

In my previous life, my pregnant-out-of-wedlock best friend had cried to me, claiming her baby daddy abandoned her and she was suicidal.

I pitied her, decided to help her out, and let her live next door to lend a hand.

I was confused by my mother-in-law and mama’s boy husband’s unusual excitement but didn’t think deeply about it.

Not until I saw Brandon, Seraphina, and my mother-in-law had formed a three-person group chat. The group name? “Our Loving Family.”

That’s when I finally understood. The father of the child in my best friend’s belly was Brandon.

They had been seeing each other behind my back for half a year.

I confronted the three of them.

My mother-in-law, obsessed with male heirs, yanked my hair and started screaming obscenities: “You useless hen! How dare you ask when you can’t even have a child! Do you want the [Family Name] legacy to die out because of you, you pathetic excuse for a wife?!”

I tried to get Brandon to help, but he just sided with his mom, pinning me to the floor.

“My mom said I need a woman to bear my children. If you can’t, I’ll find your best friend to do it. It’s all the same. Show my mom some respect; it wasn’t easy for her to raise me.”

My back was injured, leaving me unable to move in bed.

I planned to call the police, but due to extreme blizzard conditions, they never arrived.

The next day, the deep freeze apocalypse began.

The entire apartment complex started emergency heating early. The roads outside were already covered in heavy snow, and the news announced that the extreme weather would last for a long time.

Residents were warned to stay indoors and conserve food and water.

Eleanor and Brandon conspired together.

“Son, one more person means one more mouth to feed. We can’t let my grandchild go without. Chloe is useless, let’s just kick her out and let her fend for herself.”

“Mom, I’ll do whatever you say!”

It was below negative thirty degrees Fahrenheit outside; going out meant certain death.

No matter how much I begged Brandon, he just repeated: “My mom said you’re just one more mouth to feed!”

Within ten minutes, I was hypothermic, frozen solid into an ice statue.

But God had eyes.

I was reborn.

And I was given a wish.

My wish was for my best friend, Seraphina, to be blessed with a continuous stream of pregnancies, six at a time.

Just wait. My revenge had only just begun.