My Mother-in-law is A Plastic Surgery Freak

My mother-in-law Melissa Baker was a plastic surgery freak.

She did double eyelid surgery, a nose job, facial contouring, etc.

To get more money for plastic surgery, she cheated several old men in the neighborhood out of their retirement pensions.

I advised her countless times that excessive plastic surgery would backfire, only leaving her horribly disfigured.

However, Melissa went crazy and tried to cut my face with a knife, saying that I was jealous of her beauty.

Unfortunately, Melissa became a monster that everyone despised due to excessive and poor-quality hyaluronic acid injections.

Melissa blamed me for not giving her money to get high-quality hyaluronic acid and cut my throat with a kitchen knife.

When I woke up again, I returned to the day when Melissa was going to a small clinic to get hyaluronic acid injections.

This time, I didn't stop her. "Melissa, don't worry about money. You'll be the most beautiful woman in the world!"

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"Give me 5,000 dollars. I'm going to the clinic today!"

Melissa held out a hand to her son and said in a rough aggressive voice.

I woke up suddenly and saw my husband Evan Miller and Melissa locked in a stalemate.

The smell of blood in my throat disappeared, but the pain of being slashed in the neck lingered.

I panicked and touched my neck, but there was no wound and no blood oozing out.

I was reborn.

Evan didn't even look at her and replied flatly, "No way."

Evan disobeyed Melissa, who became angry and pushed me hard. "Stupid bitch, what are you staring at?"

I instantly became sober, staring straight at Melissa's rigid face.

Melissa glared at me and roared through her gritted teeth, "What are you looking at? You took all my son's money. Give me some since you're my daughter-in-law."

Melissa's high nose bridge and double eyelids, which seemed to have been cut with a kitchen knife, looked particularly distorted when she spoke in fury.

Her face was sagging. Obviously, she hadn't yet had any hyaluronic acid injections.

If I remembered correctly, I returned to the day when Melissa finished her jaw contouring surgery and was ready to get a hyaluronic acid injection.

I smiled and took out my phone to transfer money to her. "No problem, Evan earns money to support you."

Seeing that I was about to transfer money, Evan held my hand and reminded me softly, "Didn't you say you didn't want Mom to have extreme cosmetic procedures?"

I did tell Evan before that I didn't want Melissa to have extreme cosmetic procedures, which would affect her health.

But after my persuasion, I ended up having my throat cut.

I shrugged and said helplessly, "We should respect her choice. Melissa, am I right?"

Melissa was glad to hear that and grinned, revealing a line of black teeth.

She took the money while saying something sarcastic to me, "I think you need plastic surgery too. What if Evan finds another girl? You can only whine."

Evan, who was sitting on the sofa, couldn't stand it anymore, jumped up, and warned Melissa sternly.

Melissa stood with her hands on her hips, glanced disdainfully at Evan, and forcefully pushed him away.

Then Melissa pinched my face, with complete disdain on her face. "Look at your skin. It's not as good as mine. You're really ugly."

In Melissa's eyes, no one was as good-looking as her, and she was the most beautiful woman in the world.

I gently slapped away Melissa's hand and forced a smile. "Melissa, you don't need to worry about this."

I hid behind Evan, still haunted by the fear of Melissa slitting my throat in the previous life. I didn't dare to approach her.

Melissa grinned and approached closer. "Anyway, I've already got 5,000 dollars. Why don't you give me another 5,000 dollars so that I can get an injection?"

I raised an eyebrow. "Which clinic are you planning to go to?"

Hearing my question, Melissa proudly raised her chin and showed us a photo of the clinic.

"The doctor who performed my double eyelid surgery recommended it to me. They'll give me 40% off!"

Evan and I leaned forward, looking at the modest clinic in the photo.

Evan frowned and said, "It's small and unregulated, isn't it? Can't you find a bigger one?"

Before Evan finished speaking, I covered his mouth and said, "What are you talking about? Melissa has good connections and they're reliable people. Don't talk nonsense if you know nothing."

Hearing the praise, Melissa grinned broadly, revealing her front teeth, and said, "You got me, Rebecca."

I grabbed Evan's arm, signaling him not to defy Melissa anymore.

Melissa looked arrogant as she shimmied out the door. Lips pursed, I looked away from her.

Evan sighed helplessly and said, "She has become more and more unreasonable since my dad passed away."

I took a sip of water and said, "She's not your biological mom. Why do you care?"

Evan was not Melissa's biological child.

To be precise, Melissa was Evan's aunt, but she married his dad after Evan's mom died.

Evan paused for a moment and looked at me intently. "So, you don't have to put up with her for my sake."

When it was almost dinner time, Melissa came back, looking smug while feeling her face.

Her face was a little swollen and bruised. "Evan, do you think I look better? I look ten years younger!"

Evan didn't say anything but prepared the meal in the kitchen.

Melissa felt embarrassed and turned to me. "Rebecca, what do you think?"

Seeing Melissa's proud expression, I couldn't refute her. "Oh, you look more than ten years younger. If you go out and say you're thirty, people will believe it."

As I spoke, I observed Melissa's face carefully.

The hyaluronic acid indeed had a temporary effect, making her look much more radiant.

But she had no idea what harmful substances were added to the 200-dollar hyaluronic acid.

Melissa giggled, "You have good taste. You don't have to wait for me for dinner tonight. I'm going out to see Thomas."

The man she mentioned was a retired man named Thomas Carter from a neighboring building.

Last year, Melissa hooked up with Thomas, who had just retired, to get some money for a nose job.

Thomas was so infatuated with her that he gave her the 100,000 dollars he had planned for retirement.

I nodded and smiled, "Okay, Thomas will definitely find you more attractive."

Melissa snorted, "Of course, that old guy hasn't seen much of the world. I think he's not worthy of me anymore!"

With that, she went to see Thomas happily.

But before Evan and I could finish dinner, Melissa came back, slamming the door angrily.

As soon as she got home, Melissa smashed the plates on the dining table.

She looked furious and kept cursing, "Son of a bitch! How dare he say I'm as ugly as a ghost? He should look at himself in the mirror, old bastard!"

I looked at Melissa in astonishment, but she snatched the plate from me and threw it on the ground.

She glared at me fiercely. "Stop eating! And stop looking at me like that! Look how dull you are!"

I didn't say a word but looked down at the scattered food on the ground.

Melissa became angrier, grabbed my hair, and scolded me, "It's all your fault for asking me to go see Thomas. You just want me to be humiliated."

Evan put down his fork and knife and stepped forward to stop her, with a displeased expression on his face. "Mom, you've gone too far!"

Before Evan could come over, I broke free from Melissa's grip, picked up some food on the ground, and stuffed it into her mouth.

Melissa didn't expect me to resist, her eyes filled with shock. "Are you crazy? How dare you do this to me?"

I didn't answer but pressed down on Melissa and stuffed another handful of food mixed with dust and hair into her mouth.

Instead of stopping me, Evan stood aside and watched indifferently.

Melissa was not as strong as me and was pinned to the ground, unable to move.

I grasped her chin and smeared food on her face.

It wasn't until I stuffed all the food on the ground into her mouth that I finally let go of her and felt satisfied.

I smiled lightly and said, "Melissa, I thought you hadn't eaten, so I fed you some food."

Melissa felt disgusted as if she had swallowed a toad and couldn't help but retch. "You evil bitch, you deserve punishment."

Evan looked at me with admiration and gently held my hand.

His actions made me feel like he and I were on the same side.

But in my previous life, he respected Melissa, who was supposed to be his aunt, and never disobeyed her.

It wasn't until Melissa finished vomiting that she glared at me fiercely and said, "Crazy bitch! I'll sue you for abusing me and send you to prison!"

While Melissa was snarling, she lunged at me to tear me apart.

I dodged and avoided Melissa's attack.

Unable to stop, Melissa collided with the nearby wall.

With a muffled bang, another bruise appeared on Melissa's swollen face.

Actually, the bruises on her face were not a normal side effect of hyaluronic acid injections, but of inferior products.

I didn't remind her but let her destroy her face and watch her finally become a monster that everyone despised.

I smiled and helped Melissa, who fell to the ground, up and said, "Melissa, why are you so angry? I was just doing what you said."

Melissa said she didn't want to waste food and always put leftovers from a few days ago on my plate.

She also said she wanted to save money and always went to the market to take some rotten vegetables home.

Every month, Evan gave her an allowance, but she spent it on plastic surgery secretly.

Melissa's face turned purple and blue with the bruises, but she still insisted, "So what? It's only natural for me to have a good life. As my daughter-in-law, you should endure hardships!"

I let go of Melissa's hand and said, "Melissa, to be precise, I'm not your daughter-in-law."

Melissa's arrogant face stiffened, and her eyes glinting with malice stared at me. "I raised Evan up on my own. I'm much better than his short-lived mother."

Evan's mother died in an accident twenty years ago.

Less than a month after her death, Melissa married his father and held a grand wedding, claiming that it was for the better care of Evan.

Evan's father was busy with work all year round and agreed to marry Melissa so that she could take care of Evan.

Evan stood aside and coldly reminded Melissa, "Mom, please stop making things difficult for Rebecca. You should know she is my wife."

Melissa didn't listen. She rolled on the ground while crying and pounding the floor.

"My poor sister, you have an ungrateful son. It's really a waste of my 20 years of hard work!"

Melissa's heart-wrenching cries disturbed the neighbors upstairs and downstairs, who came knocking on the door to check on her.

Of course, they all had a close relationship with Melissa.

As soon as I opened the door, Melissa rushed into Richard's arms and whined, "Richard, how miserable I am!"

Richard lived upstairs and was confined to a wheelchair all year round, but he could still protect Melissa.

He looked at me angrily and said, "Melissa always says that her daughter-in-law is a tough nut. Now it seems that she is right."

Melissa nestled in the arms of Richard, whining, "Richard, now you know how difficult my life is."

As expected, Richard took pity on her, took 1,000 dollars from his pocket, and shoved it into Melissa's pocket.

Before leaving, he groped Melissa.

Melissa was very satisfied. She held the money and saw Richard off. Within ten minutes, another old man came.

Melissa used the same trick, and the man willingly gave her 3,000 dollars.

Before leaving, he flirted with Melissa, completely unaware that he was being taken advantage of.

Evan couldn't stand it and slammed the door shut. He quietly reminded Melissa, "Mom, didn't you say you were dating Thomas? What about those guys?"

In the previous life, Evan never opposed Melissa finding a partner.

After all, she had been alone for so many years and had no biological children.

With a swollen face, Melissa said in a sarcastic tone, "Yes, but I am dating them all at the same time to quickly find Mr. Right. Is that not okay?"

Evan was shocked to hear that, standing still for a long time.

I smiled and agreed, "Well, Melissa is right. She should seize the time at this age."

Melissa took a few thousand dollars and hummed a tune back to the room, completely forgetting that I had stuffed food from the ground into her mouth.

Evan held my hand and asked softly, "Why do I feel like you're a completely different person these two days?"

I turned around and looked at Evan. "Don't you think you have changed too?"

Evan looked at me in astonishment. His lips parted and then closed, but he didn't ask the question that was on his mind.

I figured out what was happening to him and laughed out loud. "You have also been reborn, right? Tell me how you died in your previous life."

Today, Evan's reactions to Melissa's surgery made me feel like he was completely different from his previous life.

Evan died on the same day as me. After finding out that my throat was cut, he hurriedly carried me to the hospital.

But when he was carrying me downstairs, he was pushed hard and hit the back of his head on the cold cement floor.

And the person who pushed him was Thomas.

The reality was, obviously, that Melissa called Thomas over to help her clean up the mess.

I stroked Evan's face and smiled, "But we don't have any evidence to prove that they killed us."

In the quiet room, I could only hear Evan's faint sighs.

After less than half an hour of silence, Melissa's crying and screaming came from the next room.

Evan and I hurried over, only to find that Melissa was covering her nose in panic.

Blood was oozing out of her fingers, which looked terrifying.

As soon as she saw us, Melissa cursed and shouted, "What are you looking at? Hurry up and take me to the hospital!"

Melissa's nose bridge completely collapsed, and her nose wrinkled up like an old witch.

Along the way, the clothes on her chest were soaked with blood, and there was a strong smell of blood in the car.

Melissa pinched me hard and scolded me, "It's all your fault, you evil bitch. If it weren't for you, how could my nose be like this?"

I dodged her hand and shrugged. "I never touched your nose when I fed you. Everyone knows you spend a lot of money on a nose job."

Melissa got a nose job a while ago, and it cost over 100,000 dollars.

In fact, it was done in a small clinic without a business license, and substandard materials were used in the process.

But Melissa thought she had made a good deal and said she used some good connections and only spent over 100,000 dollars on it.

When we arrived at the hospital with Melissa, the first person to rush over was Thomas.

Melissa's cries gradually disappeared in the emergency room, and there was a deafening silence.

Evan turned around and glared at Thomas, who had killed him in his previous life but now couldn't be brought to justice.

I pulled Evan behind me, afraid that he would act impulsively.

Thomas obviously didn't notice anything unusual about Evan and was staring up at the emergency light.

He kept muttering, "You're a bad son and you're an evil daughter-in-law. You must mistreat Melissa."

Evan was itching to punch Thomas' face, his eyes bloodshot.

I looked at Thomas with interest and said, "Thomas, since you care so much about Melissa, why don't you just marry her and stop us from mistreating her?"

Thomas' face changed. He didn't respond to my words.

Of course, he wouldn't marry Melissa. After all, he got a bedridden wife at home.

When Melissa was wheeled out of the emergency room, the wound on her nose had been treated.

Thomas stayed by her side, taking care of her as if she were his wife.

Instead of looking at Thomas, Melissa stared at me fiercely and said, "You heartless bitch! Just wait and see. I'll get you back for what you've done when I'm better!"

I smiled and pretended to be surprised, saying, "Melissa, Richard upstairs said he wants to come and see you. Should I let him come?"

Hearing that, Melissa instantly stopped cursing.

Thomas turned to look at me, with a puzzled look on his face. "Who is Richard?"

I didn't answer but stared at Melissa with great interest. "Thomas is asking you a question."

Melissa's tone instantly softened and a smile graced her lips. "Rebecca, it's something minor. Tell the neighbors, do not bother to come and see me."

She turned to look at Thomas with a smile. "Thomas, that's just a neighbor upstairs, and he has a good relationship with Rebecca."

Melissa distanced herself from the matter and even winked at me, signaling to me that I should not call her bluff.

I walked slowly towards Melissa and leaned close to her ear. "Didn't you ask me to help you find the money you saved? It will cost a lot of money to fix your nose. Tell me where the money is."

I raised an eyebrow at Melissa, with a glint of threat in my eyes.

Afraid of being exposed as a liar, Melissa had no choice but to reluctantly tell me where she hid the money.

That money was left to Evan by his father before he passed away, but it was hidden by Melissa for many years.

"In the red wooden box at the back of my wardrobe!"

Melissa gritted her teeth and brought her swollen face close to me.

There was a look of pure venom in her eyes. "You despicable bitch, you deserve to die!"

I smiled and said, "Melissa, just stay in bed. I will bring you the money that belongs to you."

I wouldn't give her a single penny of the money that never belonged to her!