My Mother Fed My Super-Male Nephew Poisonous Milk

I feared for my nephew's life, so despite the beatings from my parents, I stubbornly snatched him away and went to the store in our town to buy the best formula for him.

Who would have thought that when my nephew grew up, he would turn out to be a super-masculine child? His super-masculine genes manifested, and he ended up teaming up with thugs to rape and kill a young girl. Finally, he was sentenced to death by firing squad.

On the night the court's verdict was issued, Paisley, who was usually timid, found her way to my bedside. She raised a chopper and slashed at me while muttering in a crazed tone, "It's all your fault! That low-quality formula ruined my son, leading to his death. You killed my son. Now you have to pay with your life!"

As Paisley swung the chopper down, all I could see was her twisted face and the glint of the blade in the moonlight. The intense pain surged through me, and I closed my eyes forever.

For five whole hours, Paisley dismembered me and fed the pieces to the pigs. As for my bones, she and my mother tied them to a heavyweight at night and sank them into the river.

After they finished everything, Paisley kept cursing me, "We never should have trusted you, you wretched thing. My son could have been an outstanding person, but you destroyed him and all our hope."

My mother's face twisted into a ferocious sneer, "If I had known you would be the one to ruin my grandson, I would've drowned you long ago.

"Such a good man finally born into the Wiley family, but you destroyed him. You should disappear in this world. Just go to hell."

A few years after my death, Paisley had two more pregnancies, both girls, and both were miscarried.

Even after my death, they harbored hatred toward me, blaming me for ruining such an excellent heir in the family and causing the family's decline. I became the scapegoat, constantly cursed and reviled.

When I opened my eyes again, I found myself reborn, back on the day Paisley was giving birth.

Seeing the pleading look in Paisley's eyes, I chose to ignore it this time.

The trauma of being hacked to death still haunted me. Just thinking about it made my hands tremble uncontrollably. That feeling... was so terrifying.

In my past life, I was so foolish. The child wasn't even mine, so why did I fight so hard?

Respecting others' fates and letting go of my urge to help was something I should do.

So why should I fight against fate?

So I responded, "Paisley, you're just being foolish. Mom raised both me and Hudson the same way. It's a blessing that Mom has milk to feed the baby.

"This way, you'll have it easier!

"Look at Hudson. Thanks to Mom's feeding, he's so accomplished and capable. I'm sure my nephew will be no less talented than him.

"Mom is cultivating a future talent for the Wiley family. Our family will surely prosper, and you should be happy about that."

My mother shot me a look of approval and immediately echoed, "Exactly! You're just a clueless woman. Little Gaven is the hope of the Wiley family. We'll all rely on him in the future.

"Don't let your shortsightedness ruin my grandson's fortune, or I won't forgive you. Not just me, the ancestors of the Wiley family won't let you off."

My mother was getting carried away with her speech.

At the mention of Hudson, Paisley immediately fell silent.

As a poorly educated farm girl, marrying the village's only college graduate meant Hudson had complete control over her.

And Paisley wholeheartedly believed in Hudson's words.

At this point, Hudson also spoke up, "Paisley, let's go along with my Mom's wishes. She wouldn't have any bad intentions."

With Hudson's decision, Paisley didn't say anything more even though she was still reluctant.