Reborn: I Let My Mother-in-Law Marry Her "Billionaire" Scammer

My mother-in-law, Brenda, fell in love in her golden years. She wanted to meet her number-one TikTok Live gifter in real life. I tried my absolute best to warn her. I told her she was too old, and that this was definitely a "pig-butchering" romance scam. Eventually, she gave up the idea. But when she saw our neighbor, Mrs. Higgins, coming back dripping in gold and diamonds with her own rich online gifter, Brenda began to deeply resent me. Later, when I was heavily pregnant and about to give birth, Brenda pushed me down the stairs in a state of utter madness. "It’s all your fault! If you hadn’t stopped me, I’d be living in luxury right now!" My husband, Marcus, also looked at me with cold, dead eyes: "If you hadn’t tried to play smart, I would have been a millionaire CEO by now!" Instead of calling 911, the two of them watched me bleed on the floor, waiting for me to die. To make sure no one would find out, they eventually dragged me to the bathroom and held my head underwater until I drowned. But I was reborn. This time, I personally recommended a shady, back-alley plastic surgery clinic to Brenda. 1 "I work myself to the bone every single day serving this ungrateful family, and I’m not even allowed to pursue my own happiness!" Brenda was sitting on the floor, wailing and screaming. "My life is so miserable!" My mind felt completely dizzy. The suffocating sensation of cold water rushing into my lungs was still terrifyingly vivid. It was only when I saw Brenda rolling around on the floor, throwing her usual tantrum, that I suddenly snapped awake. Had I been reborn? "Marcus! Why aren’t you home yet? Your wife is bullying me to death! I don’t want to live anymore!" Seeing her wipe away non-existent tears, I remembered how patiently I had tried to explain things to her in my past life. In the end, that patience cost me my life and the life of my unborn child. Thinking of this, I subconsciously touched my flat belly. Thank God. I was reborn. This time, I would protect my child at all costs. I suppressed the boiling rage in my chest, forced a warm smile onto my face, and said to Brenda: "Brenda, you’ve completely misunderstood me. I was just amazed by how incredibly charming you are." "Any man would fall head over heels for you." Brenda froze on the floor. She clearly didn’t expect me to say that. "Yes, Brenda! You have to say yes to this guy! This is a once-in-a-lifetime chance!" Standing beside her, Lily was jumping up and down with pure excitement. "What is all this screaming? I told you guys, do not make noise when I’m on a Zoom meeting!" Marcus slammed his bedroom door open, his eyes filled with nothing but annoyance. Without asking a single question, he immediately turned and pointed his finger at me, screaming: "Chloe! What kind of drama are you starting now? My mom is always so sweet to you!" Looking at the man standing in front of me, my heart felt like ice. The memory of him holding me down in the water alongside Brenda flashed in my mind, making me grit my teeth. I wanted nothing more than to tear him apart right then and there. 2 The moment Brenda saw Marcus come out, she scrambled to her feet and ran to him. "Marcus, you really need to put a leash on this wife of yours. She beats me every time you’re not home." Brenda gave me a smug, triumphant look. She was absolutely sure I would explode, scream, and start a massive fight. Then she could easily manipulate Marcus into beating me up just to satisfy her sick ego. In my past life, that was exactly what happened. Marcus had slammed me onto the couch, punching my face repeatedly while Brenda stood by, cheering him on. This time, I wasn’t going to be that stupid. I lowered my eyes, keeping my voice as soft and helpless as a mouse. "Brenda must have misunderstood me. As her daughter-in-law, I would never dare to stand in the way of her and her billionaire boyfriend." I even squeezed out a few fake tears for effect. The word "billionaire" instantly changed the atmosphere. Marcus’s eyes lit up like Christmas trees. He immediately turned to Brenda, putting on his most flattering face. He began massaging her shoulders and rubbing her back. "Mom, is this for real? You have to say yes to this rich guy!" "Our family is about to become filthy rich!" Brenda looked a bit hesitant, though her eyes shone with greed. "But look at all these wrinkles on my face. I’m old and ugly. What if he doesn’t want me when we meet?" Lily chimed in from the side, fueling the fire. "Mom, we can just make Chloe pay for your plastic surgery! Problem solved!" Brenda immediately slapped Lily’s shoulder. "You brainless girl! Plastic surgery costs a fortune! Why should we waste Marcus’s hard-earned money on that?" I knew Brenda was incredibly cheap. So, I decided to give her the push she needed. I quickly dug a shady-looking business card out of my purse and handed it to Brenda, pretending to be completely supportive. "Brenda, what a coincidence! I actually won a free total-makeover consultation card at my company's annual party. It feels like destiny. Our family is truly meant to be rich." Sure enough, Marcus couldn’t control himself. He practically jumped in the air. "Mom! This is a sign from God! It is literally custom-made for you!" Brenda lifted her chin proudly. "Well, of course it is." Lily and Marcus stood on either side of her, their faces flushed with excitement as they fantasized about their future high-society lives. I sneered in my heart. Billionaire? He’s nothing but a professional scammer waiting to butcher you. 3 In my past life, Brenda had proudly announced to the entire family that her top TikTok Live gifter had invited her to a private yacht party. I had begged her not to go, pointing out her age and warning her that he was likely a catfish scammer. Because of my desperate warnings, Brenda ended up canceling the trip. But later, when she saw Mrs. Higgins coming back dripping in designer brands and real diamonds with her own rich online gifter, Brenda began to view me as her ultimate enemy. "It’s all your fault! If you hadn’t stopped me, I’d be living in a mansion right now!" But I knew the truth. Mrs. Higgins’s "top gifter" was actually her long-lost son who had made a fortune. I tried to explain this to Brenda, but she refused to listen to a single word. "Mom, you’re being scammed! That man isn’t a billionaire!" In her psychotic rage, Brenda pushed me down the stairs. Blood immediately pooled beneath me. I desperately tried to reach for my phone on the floor to call 91

Right then, Marcus rushed over and kicked the phone far away. "If you hadn’t played smart, I would have been a big boss by now!" I curled into a ball, clutching my stomach, sobbing and begging them both. "Please, save my baby. I beg you." By the time I woke up, Brenda was holding my head underwater, screaming at Marcus to help her keep me down. I thrashed wildly, screaming for help. But Brenda picked up a heavy brick from the floor and smashed it against my skull. "If anyone asks, we’ll just say she was cheating, got pregnant with a bastard child, and drowned herself out of shame." The terrifying feeling of cold water filling my lungs gripped my throat once more. I couldn’t breathe. Slowly, I sank to the very bottom. Having a second chance at life, I decided to let them walk straight into their own doom. I was done playing the good guy. I wanted to see exactly how much "luxury" Brenda would enjoy without me in her way. 4 Because Brenda had just finished her plastic surgery, Marcus ordered me to leave work early, go home, and clean the house. I quietly complied. Right after I finished mopping the floor, Brenda waddled into the living room, her body moving in an incredibly stiff, unnatural way. "Ugh, why is this place so dusty? I literally just got my face done." "What if my wounds get infected?" She covered her face with her hands. But I could clearly see that her face was swollen like a giant, bruised balloon. I sneered inwardly. In my past life, that shady clinic had been shut down after multiple botched surgeries went viral on TikTok. I was highly confident Brenda wouldn’t be the lucky one. Marcus glanced at me, his eyes full of disgust as he barked: "Chloe! Go get Mom a glass of water right now! When we get rich, you’re the first person I’m throwing out of this house!" Hearing Marcus's words, my chest still felt a twinge of coldness. Years ago, I had cut ties with my own parents just to marry him. I woke up earlier than anyone and slept later than a dog, serving this entire miserable family. In the end, I got absolutely nothing but a broken body and a tragic death. Whenever I wanted to go for a pregnancy checkup, Brenda would mock me, saying I was just looking for excuses to be lazy. Lily would always jump in, making up ridiculous lies to make me look bad. And with Marcus’s pathetic monthly salary of $3,000—which he handed entirely over to Brenda—every single bill in this house was paid using my own savings. Thinking of this, I quickly brought Brenda a glass of water with a sweet smile. Suddenly, Brenda jumped up and started screaming at me: "Are you trying to kill me?! The doctor explicitly told me not to drink water immediately after the procedure!" I gave her a sheepish, apologetic smile. "I’m so sorry, Brenda. I got distracted. You literally look a hundred times younger after the surgery. I barely even recognized you." Hearing my compliments, Brenda’s ego instantly inflated. She raised her swollen chin proudly. She immediately began barking orders at me: "Go mop the floor again! I went through so much pain today for this family." "And go buy me some expensive organic supplements. Remember, only buy the most expensive stuff. I am the savior of this family now." Faced with her ridiculous demands, I just smiled and nodded. Even if she was spending my money, I didn’t care. It was the price of her ticket to hell. She knew she shouldn't drink water, but she had no idea she was supposed to avoid high-sodium, greasy foods during recovery. Soon, the date of her meeting with the "billionaire" drew closer. One afternoon, while Brenda was in a boutique dressing room trying on a revealing dress, a bloodcurdling scream echoed from inside. "Ahhh! Someone help me! My face! I can’t move my face!" I smiled. Brenda had developed facial paralysis. When Lily pushed the dressing room door open, Brenda was lying on the floor, clutching her face in absolute terror. 5 "Oh my god, Lily! Am I going to die?" Brenda was howling on the floor, refusing to let go of her face. Thick drool was already leaking from the corner of her mouth, ruining the expensive dress. The boutique owner was completely frozen in shock. Several other customers gathered around, whispering and pointing. Lily completely panicked, her voice cracking as she cried: "Chloe, what do we do? We shouldn't have come out shopping today!" I quickly took charge. I dialed 911 and called for an ambulance to take Brenda to the hospital. Seeing them prepare to leave, the store owner became angry and grabbed Lily’s arm. "Wait a minute! You can’t just walk away! Your mother just ruined my inventory and terrified my customers! You need to pay for this dress, otherwise, I'm calling the cops!" Hearing about paying money, Brenda, who was being loaded onto a stretcher, exploded in fury. She reached out and wrapped both arms around a nearby clothing rack. "Pay you?! You’re extorting us! I’m the one who should call the cops!" "Your store has bad vibes! That's why my face suddenly became like this!" The paramedic urged them impatiently: "Stop arguing! Her health is more important. We need to go to the hospital right now!" But Brenda refused to budge. She scrambled off the stretcher, put her hands on her hips, and screamed at the owner: "You cheap bitch! You want money? Fine, I’ll sit right here in your store! If I die because I’m late to the hospital, I’ll make sure your business is ruined forever!" Because of the facial paralysis, Brenda’s distorted face looked absolutely monstrous. I was honestly stunned by how reckless she was when it came to money. The store owner, utterly terrified by Brenda’s psychotic behavior, quickly let go of Lily’s arm. She practically begged: "Ma'am, please, I don’t want your money anymore! Just go to the hospital! I apologize!" Only then did Brenda lay back down on the stretcher, looking incredibly pleased with herself. "Hah! Trying to scam me? No way in hell." But standing aside, I knew exactly what she had just done. Brenda’s greed had just cost her the golden window for treating facial paralysis. Even if she survived, she would be left with permanent nerve damage. But that had absolutely nothing to do with me. After all, my kindness in my past life had earned me a watery grave. 6 The doctor stared at the test results, his brows furrowed deeply. "We can confirm your mother-in-law is suffering from severe facial nerve damage. She needs to be admitted for treatment immediately. Please go to the front desk to pay the deposit." Standing nearby, Brenda let out a loud snort and spat right onto the hospital floor. "You absolute scammer! Look at me, I can walk and run just fine! You doctors just want to steal my money!" The doctor didn’t get angry. He calmly tried to explain again: "Ma'am, you need medical intervention. If you miss the critical treatment window, the damage will be permanent." "We can start with aggressive medication, followed by physical therapy and acupuncture next week." Hearing this, Brenda shrieked like a banshee. "How long is that going to take?! I have a date with a billionaire in three days!" The doctor’s face turned bright red from her sheer ignorance and disrespect. "Billionaire? If you don’t get treated right now, you can spend the rest of your life drooling like a dog!" Hearing the doctor speak to her like that, Brenda ran out of the office and started screaming in the hallway: "Help! Abuse! Everyone look! The doctor is threatening a patient!" Her booming voice drew a massive crowd in the hospital lobby. Lily, who had just come out of the restroom, saw the scene, blushed red with embarrassment, and quickly hid around the corner. Even the Chief of Medicine rushed down to see what was happening. I pretended to hold Brenda back, pleading: "Brenda, please, just listen to the doctor. Stay in the hospital." But I knew her all too well. She would never stay. Nothing was going to stop her from going on her yacht date with her "billionaire." Sure enough, Brenda glared at me and violently shoved me away. "You useless bitch! You always take the side of strangers! I already called my son. No one is stealing a single dime from me!" A few minutes later, Marcus rushed into the hospital lobby, looking furious. The Chief of Medicine tried to step in and reason with him, explaining the severity of Brenda's condition. But Marcus grabbed a heavy metal clipboard from a nearby desk and threw it right at the Chief’s head. "You bunch of scammers! You just hate to see my family succeed! Let my mom go!" The Chief was completely done. He gestured to the security guards to clear the area. "Fine. Get out. We refuse to treat patients who abuse our staff." Looking at Marcus and Brenda smirking at each other, bragging about how they "won" against the hospital, I almost laughed out loud. These two were so consumed by greed that they had lost their minds. I couldn’t wait to see their faces when they realized their "billionaire" was nothing but an internet scammer.

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