In my last life, I was pregnant with twins, but I could only abort one due to complications.
Unexpectedly, my mother-in-law thought that going to the hospital was a waste of money. Unless my husband was the victorious twin, the one who survived was worthy of being the seed of their old Chen family.
In the end, neither child was saved, and I was strangled to death on the delivery bed by my angry mother-in-law and husband.
When I opened my eyes again, I was reborn in my mother-in-law's womb and became my husband's twin brother.
Looking at my husband's embryo curled up into a ball, I sneered.
Since the strong ones are the ones who survive, I can only feel sorry for my husband.
