There were visible bruises on her arm.

The police had no choice but to take me to the station for questioning.

After giving my statement, they advised me to go stay with my parents until the investigation was completed.

In the end, I received divorce papers in the mail, and my child, driven mad, killed me.

Now that I'd been given a second chance, I was not going to let things play out the same way.

Before Lauren even got the chance to fight me for the baby, I calmly spoke up, "Honey, why don't you call your brother and his family over? I'm against our son wearing that vest, but changing his fate is a big deal, and I don't want to make the decision alone."

Caught between not wanting to offend me or his mother, Rowan immediately agreed, relieved to have an excuse to call his brother's family over.

Ten minutes later, they all arrived. I asked directly, "Parker, you've just had a baby too. If you're so supportive of changing fate, why don't you let Lauren put that vest on your child?"

Before he could answer, Lauren jumped in. "It has to be the eldest son's child for it to work best. The master told me so!"

Kamora, ever eager to ingratiate herself, clung to Lauren and said, "Of course, the elders know best. Lauren, don't be upset. If she doesn't want to do it, we'll just kick her out. I'll help take care of the eldest grandson. As long as everyone benefits from changing fate, who could complain?"

Parker then snapped at me, "You're the only one being unreasonable here! If you want to go to your parent's place, go, but you're not taking my nephew!"

I turned to Rowan.

Just like in my past life, he remained silent, trying to avoid taking sides.

I scoffed, "Do you all think that a marriage license is enough to control me? Have you forgotten who I am?"

I built my life from nothing, and everyone who knew me was clear that I was not easy to mess with.

Even Lauren had once worked under me before marriage, where she had to endure plenty of scolding from me.

When he heard me, their faces tightened with nervousness.

I walked into the kitchen and grabbed a knife. "You're crazy. I'm taking my child to my parents' house, and I'd like to see who's going to stop me."

Lauren nudged Rowan. "Are you just going to let your wife act like this? She's completely out of control!"

Rowan glanced at me, fear in his eyes, and mumbled, "Mom, let them go. It's not worth all this fuss."