After My Husband's First Love Hurt My Daughter

I had a crush on Jay for five years and was married to him for another five years.

To be with him officially, my mom paid with her life.

Ending this relationship cost me my daughter's life.

My mom was initially the Miller residence's housekeeper, caring for Mrs. Miller, Amelia Watsons, for half her life.

The Miller family liked her a lot and gave her a raise almost every year.

One day, she accompanied Amelia to the mall. On the way back, they encountered kidnappers.

They were people who had lost everything in business and were desperate, trying to kidnap Amelia for ransom.

But my mom bravely rushed forward.

The kidnappers didn't expect an old lady to intervene, so they panicked and pulled out a knife.

My mom used all her strength and managed to delay them until the police arrived.

Amelia was safe.

The kidnappers were caught.

Only she was left dying.

Amelia was so scared that her face turned pale. While waiting for the ambulance, she kept talking to my mom, urging her to hold on.

My mom knew she didn't have much time left. Before dying, she was still concerned about me, her only daughter.

She knew I liked Jay, so she made her last request to Amelia.

Amelia was momentarily stunned when she heard this.

Because she knew Jay had a woman he truly loved.

But as my mom's raised hand grew weaker, she gritted her teeth and agreed to my mom's request.

With tears in her eyes, she promised my mom just before she died that she would let me marry Jay.

My mom left in peace.

Everyone comforted me while handling her funeral.

Even though I lost my mom, I gained a lifetime of wealth and fortune.

No one knew that I would rather live alone forever than lose my mom.

Dad died early, and Mom raised me by herself. We depended on each other.

She never knew how much she meant to me.

On the day I married Jay, Amelia patted the back of my hand, crying uncontrollably.

"Your mom can rest in peace now..." Amelia said, crying.

My eyes were blank, and my face was pale.

Remembering my mom's dying wish, I still nodded firmly.

Jay acted gentlemanly and polite in front of everyone, and I once thought I had found a lifelong partner.

But after the wedding, when it was just the two of us. He approached me and coldly whispered in my ear, "You used your mom's life to get this wedding. Are you satisfied now?

"The person I love is not you, but I will follow my mom's wish and play my part in this drama. In the play, I am your husband. Outside of it, I love someone else."

Later, he indeed acted as he said, giving me enough respect as his wife in front of others.

But this marriage was in name only.

On the day Chloe was born, he didn't have a smile on his face.

He only said, "Now I don't owe you anything, and my mom doesn't owe you anything either."

I thought that as Chloe grew up, he would eventually return home.

But now I realized how foolish I was.

After Chloe was born, the only one trapped was me.

The marriage I got with a life was now ending with another life.

After leaving, I moved into the old, shabby place where my mom and I used to live. I even brought Chloe's ashes with me.

But I didn't expect the cemetery plot to have a three-day wait.

Finally, on the day of the burial, I had just opened the door when someone outside kicked me to the ground.

The urn in my hand almost slipped.

I looked up to meet Jay's angry gaze.

Lilian was surrounded by bodyguards. She was standing far behind, wearing a white mask.

Before I could react, Jay stepped over my body and entered the door.

He angrily shouted Chloe's name.

He kicked open every door but did not see her figure.

His patience quickly ran out. He walked swiftly to me, squatting down to grab my collar.

He angrily questioned, "Where is Chloe? Make her come out!"

Seeing his face twisted with anger, I tightened my grip on the urn.

"I told you, you don't deserve to mention Chloe! Now get out of here with your mistress!"

My words ignited his fury.

His gaze was like a poisoned dagger.

"Watch your mouth. I don't mind teaching you how to speak properly!

"You incited Chloe to do such a vicious thing. I asked her to apologize, and you stopped me. Have I really given you too much politeness?"

Hearing this, my gaze turned icy.

A bad feeling rose in my heart.

Then I immediately questioned him, "What did Chloe do? As long as I'm here, don't think you can blame her!"

I thought he finally heard about Chloe's accident and came to help me bury her.

But reality slapped me in the face again!

Seeing us argue, Lilian slowly approached and removed the mask from her face in front of me.

She revealed a face covered in red rashes.

Tears welled up in her eyes, and she turned to look at Jay with a grievance.

"It's okay. Maybe Chloe didn't know what it was. She didn't mean to make me allergic..." Lilian said it tearfully.

Unexpectedly, Jay's anger intensified upon hearing her words.

"Lilian, stop speaking for that brat! Tiffany incited Chloe to ruin your face. Don't continue to indulge her. You're harming her!" said Jay.

I looked up blankly. I was in disbelief.

"Jay, that's your own daughter! What are you saying? What are you going to do to your daughter for this bitch?!"

I didn't expect that even after Chloe was gone, she wouldn't let it go!

Upon hearing this, Jay raised his hand high and slapped me across the face.

The burning pain completely stripped away my sanity.

He shouted angrily, "I told you to watch your mouth. Did no one teach you how to speak after your mom died?!

"You incited Chloe to pour a whole bottle of alcohol into Lilian's skincare products. Don't you know she's allergic? How can you be so vicious? Now, you want Chloe to be your accomplice? Do you deserve to be a mother?"

Hearing his accusation, I immediately retorted angrily, "Chloe is only five years old. How could she know what alcohol is? It has such a strong smell that anyone could detect it. Its volatility is so strong, but she still applies it to her face. Jay, have you lost your mind?"

I yelled at him, wanting to vent all the grievances of the past five years.

But Jay's voice was even louder than mine.

"Only Chloe had been in Lilian's room. There's no housekeeper at home. If it wasn't her, then who else could it be?" Jay said it furiously.

"The surveillance recorded everything clearly. Are you still making excuses? I'll hand you over to the police after I question Jay!

"Stop talking nonsense and hand Chloe over right now!" shouted Jay.