The day my mother-in-law was in a car accident, her condition was critical, and only my husband shared her rare blood type. But my husband, a professor, was busy helping his first love's son with an elementary school essay. In my previous life, I contacted him in time, and my mother-in-law was rescued and survived. But his first love's son mischievously touched the circuit breaker, causing an explosion in the kitchen that killed her and her son at home. After I cared for my mother-in-law until she was discharged, my husband kidnapped me and blew me up until I was unrecognizable. Reborn on the day of my mother-in-law's accident, this time I block every one of my husband's contact details and turn off my phone. His first love's son should be able to pass his essay assignment this time, right?
