Husband Learns Yoga From His Female Neighbor

When I woke up, I had dozens of missed calls and messages on my phone.

My husband and son couldn't come home and bombarded me with anger.

I looked at my Twitter account and saw that my husband and son stayed at Jennifer's place for one night.

He posted a photo, showing him and our son sleeping on the floor, with Jennifer dressed in cool clothes in the background.

"The old hag at home went crazy, but luckily, we have a friend to take us in. Jennifer, a yoga instructor, is amazing. Everyone is welcome to experience her yoga lessons. Stay tuned for our progress!"

His last sentence caught my attention.

From the abusive messages, I found the payment information of the bank card.

Forty thousand dollars was transferred out at six o'clock in the morning!

It was before he texted me!

In other words, whether I locked them out or not, he would still spend the money on yoga classes.

In my previous life, after my husband paid twenty thousand dollars for our son, he bought himself twenty thousand dollars worth of classes in the following week.

He said to me, "I went to watch our son and started practicing. It feels unfair to take advantage of our neighbor, so I paid Jennifer."

My illness was getting worse, and because of his actions, I passed out while driving and almost had an accident.

A passerby took me to the hospital, then, I discovered that I had advanced-stage tumors.

The cost of the surgery was over three hundred thousand.

Originally, we had enough savings for that.

But when I got home, I couldn't find my bank card anywhere.

I asked Eric, but he said he didn't know.

So, I had to report the loss, and after a series of formalities, I got a new card, only to find that all the money in the card was gone.

The bank staff helped me check the records and found that Eric transferred all the money when I was getting a new card.

He even canceled the text message notification in advance, so I couldn't receive any messages.

I didn't plan to tell them about my advanced-stage tumor.

I was going to the hospital to confirm whether I could still be cured.

The examinations and hospitalization would cost several thousand dollars.

If the probability of success given by the doctor was too low, I would rather leave the money to them as my final contribution to this family.

But I didn't expect that Eric would transfer all the money behind my back.

I didn't know the truth until after I died.

Because he was tricked by Jennifer for all his money, he found someone to drink and complain.

"Do you know how miserable I am? My wife has a terminal illness! I saw her chat records with the doctor! To let her take the surgery, all my savings will be spent, and there is no guarantee that she will be cured!"

"I transferred the money with such a heavy psychological burden. I didn't expect that I still couldn't keep it. Jennifer's tea is too tempting! Private training? It's just a cover!"

Jennifer added something to the tea she served it to others, and the students liked it so much that they couldn't stop.

She classified her training courses.

The basic one cost 20,000 dollars, and one could imagine how expensive the intermediate and advanced ones were.

But the students were scrambling to come to her for tea and have fun with her.

This was how a lucrative business was started.

Jennifer changed places after someone took the bait, and my husband was the first victim in this area.

He was deceived and caused my death.

I came back from death, but the savings of 40,000 dollars was still gone, so I quickly went to the bank to transfer the remaining money.

The purpose of this life was that Eric could continue to be deceived, but my money couldn't be reduced by a penny.

I'd make him give what he had spent back to me!