My older brother and his wife had twins. They favored boys over girls and devoted themselves to their son, neglecting their daughter completely.
In my previous life, my mother couldn’t stand it. She brought me my niece, who was unconscious with a high fever, and told me that since I earned a good salary and had no plans to marry, I should adopt her.
I felt sorry for my niece, so I agreed.
But after I poured every resource into raising her, she went online and sobbed that I was controlling and that my motherly love suffocated her.
I wouldn’t even let her sleep over at a classmate’s house.
With netizens cheering her on, she rebelled and ran away to find that classmate, only to be assaulted by the classmate’s older brother.
When I found out and wanted to call the police, she cried that she was afraid of ruining her reputation. She would rather cut ties with me than leave the criminal.
After she married him, he beat her and her mother-in-law treated her with contempt. Resentful, she urged her husband to kill me.
He went to prison for murder. At last, her days of being beaten were over, and she squandered the inheritance I left her.
Given another life, I won’t make the same mistakes again.
I’ll be hard-hearted and live for myself alone.
