She thought she could control me again?

In my previous life, she didn't allow me to have a C-section and made me suffer.

When I was weakest after giving birth, she "took care" of me until I was covered in bedsores, and my body was rotten.

I remembered all these tortures. In this life, I'd make her pay one by one!

The next second, I was slapped hard on the face, which was burning with pain.

Keith's face turned livid.

"How dare you talk to Wendy like that? She's my mom!

"It's perfectly normal that she relies on me. You have no right to make a scene!

"This slap is to make you remember the consequences of disrespecting her!"

I was stunned after being slapped. I was filled with anger but could only warn myself.

I was reborn. I've got to cherish the chance. Don't spook them.

Wendy came back to her senses and choked, her eyes red.

"Georgia doesn't wanna see me. Fine! I'll leave!"

After saying that, she staggered out of the room.

Seeing that, Keith kicked me off the bed.

"Apologize! Or go back to your mother's house!"

Keith dared to say that because he was sure I would never leave him.

In my previous life, I cut off ties with my parents for him.

After getting pregnant, I even gave up a high-paying job for him.

Even though Keith told others that I lived off his family, I dared not argue.

But the truth was, Keith and Wendy had been spending my dowry. Keith even used my money to keep a mistress!

So, in this life, I'd never compromise again.

I took out the property deed from the safe and threw it in his face fiercely.

"This is my house. You and Wendy should be the ones being kicked out!"

Keith was infuriated.

"Who wants to live with you anyway? Other women are gentle and considerate. Only you get jealous so easily!

"You are pregnant. Who else can take care of you besides us?"

He looked arrogant and believed that he could control me.

"Don't come begging me to come back!"

I was extremely disgusted.

"Get lost!"

When I was kicked, my belly hit somewhere, and now my stomach was in pain. I was afraid of bleeding, so I hurried to the bathroom only to find that the door was locked.

Seemed Wendy was retching inside.

I just remembered that in my previous life, at this time, Wendy was already pregnant.

So, I deliberately asked loudly at the door, "Wendy? Why are vomiting?"

Keith hurriedly came over and asked.

"What's wrong, Mom?"

After dawdling for a while, Wendy finally opened the door.