My Mother-in-law Killed My Daughter with Her Own Hands!

My mother-in-law, Giana, who had a low blood sugar level, accidentally dropped my one-month-old daughter onto the ground and killed her.

Per Henry, it was just an accident.

I was pregnant with my second child later. Giana took the initiative to accompany me for prenatal check-ups.

Shortly after the prenatal examination, I was hit by falling objects from a high altitude. I died with a life in my belly.

My soul floated in the air. I saw Giana spit.

"Bitch, you can't even conceive a son twice. You're good for nothing by being alive!"

Afterward, Henry remarried using my insurance compensation. He took over my house and even occupied my family's savings.

At that moment, I realized that my daughter's death was a deliberate murder.

And I was just a tool to pass on the family line in Giana's eyes.

When I opened my eyes again, I found myself back to the day when Giana volunteered to accompany me for a prenatal examination.

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"Linda, haven't you finished packing yet? Paisley made an early appointment with the best gynecologist. We can't be late."

Giana paced back and forth at the front door, urging me anxiously.

I touched my slightly bulging belly and burst into tears suddenly.

"My baby is still there. Could it be a dream?"

I remembered that she had been thrown into a trash can.

In the third month of my pregnancy, Giana suddenly suggested taking me to a private hospital where Paisley worked for a prenatal examination.

She even helped me make an appointment with the best gynecologist.

I was a little uncomfortable, facing Giana's enthusiasm.

Because of the stillbirth of my first child, I had always been ill at ease in my heart. I couldn't get close to Giana.

Although Henry said it was just an accident, I still couldn't get over it.

It wasn't until my second pregnancy that everything started to improve.

Henry said that when Giana fell down the stairs while holding our daughter, she got seriously injured as well due to low blood sugar levels.

It took a long time for her to recover.

Later, I was pregnant with our second child. Giana was happier than anyone else.

Giana tried several times to find a good gynecologist for me. By giving money and gifts, she finally made an appointment with the best one.

Henry said that Giana was trying to make up for her previous mistakes.

The death of our daughter made me extremely painful, but I couldn't neglect the second baby in my belly because of this.

I didn't want him to be born into an environment where family members were against each other, so I agreed with Giana.

But I didn't expect that I would have an accident shortly after going to Paisley's hospital for a prenatal examination.

A cement flowerpot fell from a high place and hit me on the head.

I was knocked unconscious on the spot.

Giana was stunned for a long time. Then she fumbled for her cell phone and made an emergency call.

My soul floated in the air. I saw the medical staff shaking their heads helplessly. Then they took me to an emergency room for the final rescue.

At that moment, I knew that I might not be saved.

But Giana's reaction was a bit strange in my eyes.

"I was hit by falling objects from a high place. Why didn't she call the police?"