After Being Killed By My Mother-in-law, I was Reborn

There was another knock on the door.

I quickly wrapped the pregnancy test stick in toilet paper and threw it into the trash can. "Come in."

It was Maria.

Ever since she knew about my infertility, she had been looking for doctors, and she asked me to take a bowl of herb decoction every day.

I endured the bitter and fishy taste and forced myself to drink it.

But now, thinking of what Maria had done in my previous life, I slapped her hard.

The bowl fell to the ground, and the decoction splashed onto the floor.

Maria covered her cheek and looked at me in surprise. "Kristen, you... What's wrong with you today?"

I couldn't help but sneer, thinking, "Keep pretending, you old witch!"

When Edward and I had just gotten married, Maria looked down on me because I came from the countryside and ran a small restaurant. She thought I was not worthy of Edward.

However, I was good at business.

Not long after Edward and I got married, many old customers favored the dishes and wanted to cooperate.

Edward disagreed, saying that these people just wanted to steal my recipe.

I keenly sensed the business opportunity and quickly registered a food company.

Although Edward reacted strongly against my decision, I desperately took out all my savings and renovated and expanded the restaurant.

What was more, I built my brand and attracted investors nationwide.

With my constant efforts, in just three years, my chain restaurants spread all over the country.

I became a female billionaire with a net worth of over 100 million dollars from the owner of a small restaurant.

Thinking of it, I realized that Maria's attitude towards me changed after I made a lot of money and helped her family complete a class leap.

Maria was smart, and she concealed everything very well.

Whenever Edward and I argued, she always took my side.

She pretends to be really kind to me as if she was my biological mother.

Edward often jealously complained that others would think that I was Maria's child but not him.

I had a harmonious family, and my husband supported me.

Except for my infertility, everything was perfect.

Unfortunately, it was not until the last moment before my death that I saw the true colors of Maria, who was hypocritical and vicious.

I hate myself for being stupid.