Reborn With a Baby Bump, I Kicked Out the Jerk and Raised My Little One

Shen Qingci was only twenty-eight when she died.

In her final moments, all she could hear in the hospital room was the steady beeping of machines.

She had no husband, no children, not even a single person there to see her off.

Late-stage stomach cancer. Just three months from diagnosis to death.

The cruelest part was that her ex-husband, Xu Jingxing, had visited only once during her final days. He hadn’t come to see her, but to ask her to sign an addendum to their property division agreement.

She had been too quick to leave with nothing when they divorced and had forgotten to include several properties.

“Qingci, you don’t want the court proceedings to drag on, do you?”

Xu Jingxing stood beside her hospital bed in his immaculate suit, speaking in a businesslike tone.

“Don’t worry. I’ll find Xiaobao the best stepmother.”

Xiaobao.

Her son with Xu Jingxing, Xu Yichen.

The child she had fought so hard to give birth to and raised with all her heart for five years.

After the divorce, custody had gone to Xu Jingxing, and she had been denied even visitation rights.

Shen Qingci remembered smiling then, before signing the papers.