Chapter 1
The temperature dropped to minus ten degrees, and Layla, the adopted daughter, worried that her biological parents in the countryside didn’t have heating. She cried and insisted on going to see them.
And I was only worried about her safety on the road, so at her pleading, I had the driver Ezra go and pick up her parents to
spend the winter at my house.
Due to heavy snowfall, our entire family was trapped in the villa area.
There was not much food left, but by distributing it reasonably, it could last for at least half a month.
Unfortunately, her parents were always afraid of eating less than others, so they would stuff themselves until they burped
at every meal.
Looking at the empty rice bucket, her parents grabbed me like crazy, complaining that my three-year-old daughter Aleah was crying too loudly. They threw her out of the window.
I was heartbroken, and they stabbed my arm with a knife, forcing my husband to go out and find food.
The three of them cursed at me, blaming me for bringing them here, saying that if it weren’t for me, they wouldn’t have
been left without food.
Little did they know that the village they were in was the first one to be buried under heavy snow.
My husband, afraid that I would get hurt again, turned around with red eyes, picked up his coat, and left the house. Through the French windows, I watched as he fell down and was buried by the heavy snow, not long after he had walked
out.
Layla’s family shouted in frustration.
Grateful for the kindness of raising me, and unwilling to share their food with me anymore, my foster daughter chose to lock me in the storage room and let me starve to death.
I set a fire in the night and perished together with them.
When I opened my eyes again, I found myself back on the day when the temperature had dropped suddenly.
Layla hurriedly told me that she was worried about her biological parents in the countryside and that she had to go see
them in person.
I immediately helped her put on her coat and said, “You are such a filial child. Go quickly, there’s no need to hurry back!”
“Mom! The weather was too cold, my biological parents were still in the countryside, and there was no heating. I was so worried about them. I had to go and see them quickly, and bring some things to help them take care of their health!”
As I opened my eyes, I saw Layla continuously stuffing various valuable supplements into the suitcase, realizing that I had been reborn back to the day when the temperature had just dropped to minus ten degrees
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Still not fully recovered from the pain of losing my family in the previous life, I felt dizzy and my body swayed, causing me
to fall onto the sofa.
Layla pouted and glared at me as she saw, scolding, “Mom! What are you standing there for? Where did you hide those Precious Supplements? I need to quickly bring them to my biological mom, they have never eaten such good things
before…”
I clenched my fist, my nails almost digging into my flesh, and managed to resist the urge to strangle her: “That year, you
were just one month old, and your parents wrapped you in a thin blanket and threw you into the trash can outside our
house. Are these heartless parents really worth your filial piety?”
“Cut.”
Layla snorted disdainfully, “Alright, Mom. I know you’ve been raising me all these years, afraid that I’ll go back to my biological parents in the future and not take care of you when you’re old. Don’t worry, I won’t do that, so you don’t need to deliberately sow discord.”
It seemed that Layla noticed something was wrong with my face. She affectionately leaned in and held onto my arm, which she had stabbed in a previous life: “Mom… I am so filial to parents who have never raised me for a day. Can I really
be any less filial to you and Dad, who have raised me since I was little? Don’t worry, we will always be a family! The weather is too cold, and there is nothing in the countryside. I am genuinely afraid that they won’t have a good life. Anyway,
our family has everything, and we don’t lack this little thing, right, Mom?”
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