I was reborn.
Reborn onto the reality show about kids where I'd been a doormat in my previous life.
In my last life, I was murdered and my vengeful spirit lingered, watching my ex-husband marry his new love.
My nine-year-old stepson, that little brat, uh, I mean, my stepson, sweetly called her Mom.
I was so mad the lid of my coffin rattled.
This time, I decided to stop trying.
I quit fawning over the father and son of the Qin family, announced I was getting a divorce, and gave the gift meant for my stepson to another child.
To my surprise, I became an instant sensation.
Eyes red, my stepson said, "Those are mine! You can only love me!"
