After My Husband Died, I Inherited Five Million in Debt, and My Best Friend Went Crazy

My husband died, leaving behind five million in debt.

I immediately decided to inherit it, but my best friend panicked.

In my previous life, she persuaded me that my husband hadn't even left me an inheritance, so why should I help pay off his debts?

So I signed an agreement relinquishing any inheritance and declared that I had nothing to do with my husband's affairs, hoping to escape the debt.

But the debt collectors wouldn't leave me alone. They kidnapped my son and demanded I pay up.

Seeing my son's fingers arrive one by one, I was heartbroken.

In just 24 hours, I begged every relative I could find, but managed to scrape together only a hundred thousand.

In the end, my son died a horrible death, and the lawless debt collectors sold me to Myanmar to settle the debt.

My best friend, meanwhile, reinvented herself, claiming that her son had been acknowledged by his father and inherited the fortune of a billionaire.

Only when I saw on television that the billionaire was my husband, who had supposedly died in an accident, did I finally understand.

My husband had been pretending to be poor. My best friend's son was his illegitimate child, and the inheritance I had given up had gone to the two of them.

Unwilling to accept it, I tried to escape back home and settle the score with my best friend, but died in the electric fence of a slave camp in Myanmar.

When I opened my eyes again, I was back on the day my best friend urged me to give up the inheritance.