My Family Betrayed Me, So I Destroyed Them in My Second LifeChapter 1
In my previous life, my son and daughter insisted on buying me a luxurious retirement home.
“Dad, you’ve worked your whole life taking care of Mom and us, even becoming disabled after that accident. Let us repay you,” they said, their voices full of guilt.
My wife added with a smile, “The children are being filial—don’t refuse them.”
I was deeply moved. Even if it meant working myself to death, it would be worth it. Friends and neighbors praised me for raising such devoted children. I believed them.
Until the day my wife fell seriously ill. I went to the bank to withdraw money for her surgery, only to discover that after thirty years of mortgage payments, my account held just 50 dollars—and the house had been mortgaged again two weeks earlier.
With no choice left, I called my son for help.
“Dad, my business failed and I’m millions in debt. Just sell the house and it’ll solve everything,” he said coldly.
When I explained it had already been mortgaged, his voice rose in anger. “Stop lying! You didn’t pay a penny for that place. Are you hiding money from us? Or trying to watch me go bankrupt and Mom die?”
At the hospital, my daughter was waiting. She claimed her grandson had been in a car accident and needed urgent funds. Her solution was the same—sell the house.
When I told her the truth, she scoffed. “We bought that house. How could you possibly take out a mortgage? Who did you give it to?”
Before I could respond, my wife lashed out. “Don’t think I don’t know you’ve been keeping a little vixen—Vivienne Frost. You gave her all the money and the house, didn’t you?”
They didn’t stop there. My own family led the online attacks against me. Friends and relatives turned away. Strangers called me immoral.
I thought my wife would defend me. Instead, her face turned cold.
“Don’t think I don’t know you’re keeping a little vixen,” she spat. “Her name is Vivienne. You gave her all your money and the house, didn’t you?”
We had been married for decades without a single fight. I couldn’t understand why she would lie about me like this.
By the end, I was speechless—kicked out of my own home, shunned by friends and family, and torn apart by online harassment. Everyone called me an ungrateful, shameless old man.
It wasn’t until extreme netizens shoved me off a rooftop that I realized—this had all been premeditated.
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