The Devil Dad Bought an Accident Insurance for My MomChapter 1

Shortly after my mom fell off a cliff, my dad got some extra money, supposedly from the premiums from my mom's accident.

A year later, my mom's best friend came to our house with a baby boy in her arms.

My grandma favoured boys over girls, so she doted on him, which led to a drink-driving accident when he was 18.

My dad forced me to take the blame for him in order to protect him.

I refused, of course, but my dad gave me only two choices: either take the blame or die!

I was sentenced to ten years in prison for a traffic accident.

I survived for ten years but died on the second night after I was released from prison. My dad said that only the dead can keep secrets.

When I opened my eyes again, I realized I had been reborn.

I was six years old. My mom was worried because she had never given birth to a boy, so at the insistence of her friend Silvia, she climbed to the top of the mountain.

There was a church on the top of the mountain, which was said to be very spiritual.

After coming out of the church, Silvia pulled my mom to the edge of the cliff and said that she wanted to take photos.

The wind was very strong on the top of the mountain. Standing on the edge of the cliff, my mom was swaying in the wind. Silvia, on the other hand, was a little distracted. Her almond-shaped eyes rolled as she looked from the left to the right.

She was looking for an opportunity to kill my mom.

In this life, I would never allow that tragedy to happen again.

"Aunt Silvia, who is the little boy on your back? Why is he bloody?"

Silvia had already given birth before. The boy was born prematurely, all of his organs didn’t grow well and he died before he could even live a hundred days.

As for me, I was usually a girl who spoke a few words, let alone lied. Silvia trusted me.

"David!"

Silvia was so scared that her face turned pale, rushing towards my dad instinctively

My dad turned to scold me, "What nonsense are you talking about? There’s nothing on Aunt Silvia's body!"

I pointed to the edge of the cliff. "Isn't he right there? He jumps off Aunt Silvia and stands there, smiling at us."

My mom had always been a half-believer in ghosts and gods. "I'm afraid it's not clean here. Children can see something that adults can't."

I threw myself into my mom's arms and burst into tears. "Mom, I'm scared!"