Cancer-Stricken Mother-in-law's Conspiracy Revealed!

That night, Mia and Ethan left the house. They used the excuse of an emergency at a relative's home and didn't return until the next morning.

As soon as Ethan got home, he suggested I stay home full-time to take care of him. I pretended to be angry and gave him the silent treatment for three days and nights.

In the end, it was Mia who persuaded me. I agreed to quit my job, but on the condition that she had to move back to her hometown.

Before the wedding, Mia had always controlled Ethan. She did not allow him to stay up late playing games, or eat snacks and drink sodas.

After she left, I used our anniversary as an excuse to upgrade Ethan's gaming equipment and treated him to a fun late-night snack. It included all the things he liked but wasn't usually allowed to eat, like skewers, cola, steak, and more.

I bought all that food from the best places in town. Ethan loved it after one bite. With no one to restrain him, he indulged even more. As a dutiful wife, I naturally bought it for him daily.

After feeding him like this for a week, I noticed he was going to the bathroom more frequently. I started to scold him in Mia's tone.

"Honey, stop playing games. They make you lose your motivation.

"Stop eating late-night snacks. They're bad for your stomach. Mom told me to make sure you eat lightly."

I emphasized the words "eat lightly" clearly. Ethan frowned as soon as he heard it.

Ethan's digestive system had been weaker than most since birth. Even drinking a cold glass of water in the summer would give him diarrhea, so Mia had always strictly controlled his diet.

Since childhood, Ethan has always eaten lightly at home. Unfortunately, Mia wasn't a good cook.

But to ensure Ethan got enough nutrients, she forced him to finish every meal.

Ethan, who had been playing games, paused and frowned. He said, "I work hard to earn money for you. What's wrong with having a late-night snack at home?

"If you keep nagging, I'll quit my job!"

I pretended to be hurt and apologized. I then handed him an iced cola, opening the cap for him.

Only then was he satisfied.

The next day, Ethan dragged me to the insurance company.

In my previous life, he had also bought insurance for me. At the time, I thought it was just a precaution. After my death, I overheard him and my mother-in-law talking and realized he was trading my life for money.

At that time, I wasn't feeling well. I went to the hospital with Ethan for a check-up. But I never saw the report, and the doctor told me it was just a minor issue.

It wasn't until after I died that I learned Ethan had told the doctor not to reveal the truth to me, fearing it would affect my mood. The doctor, touched by his supposed concern for his wife, agreed to his request.

After receiving my cancer diagnosis, he immediately contacted the insurance company to make a claim. Meanwhile, I died within two weeks due to delayed treatment.

Now he wanted to walk the same path as in the previous life. I was ready to accompany him all the way.