Rebirth: Revenge on the Evil Mother-in-law and the Scumbag Husband

In an instant, all three of them panicked. I was their cash cow; they wouldn't let me get a divorce.

"Stella, I'm sorry. It was my fault to blame you."

"Yes, Stella, don't think more. Take good care of yourself."

Seeing their insincere appearance, I said, "Mom, you have to take good care of me."

"Don't worry, I will definitely make you plump and healthy."

Due to work reasons, Vernon and Tina resumed their previous life.

My mother-in-law came over every day to take care of me.

Look, she's here again with mushroom soup.

"Stella, eat a little. Only when you're full can you recover your strength."

I sneered. I was afraid that she wanted me to eat enough so that I would have the strength to die.

I calmly said to her, "Mom, I feel a little uncomfortable. Can you help me call the nurse?"

"Okay, you eat first. Eat more. I'll go call the nurse."

Taking advantage of her absence, I quickly switched our meals.

After the nurse came and left after checking, both of us happily ate our own lunch.

She was happy that her days of getting rich were not far away, and I was happy that her days of dying were not far away.

So, every time we had a meal, I would find an excuse to make her leave.

After a while, suddenly one day, this wicked woman asked me for the inheritance.

I refused, and she started cursing at me.

"You ungrateful thing, my son has been so good to you, caring for you, even marrying you. Is this how you repay our family?"

As she said that, she came at me with a pair of scissors.

I grabbed the small table next to me, waited for the right moment, and smashed it hard on her head.

In an instant, blood was flowing from her head, and she was swaying, trying to stand up.

I hit her hard again in the same spot.

This time, she finally fainted. I couldn't help but feel happy when the nurse was called, knowing that it was the effect of the psychiatric medication.

She was not young anymore. It was not just affecting her mental state with the effect of this medication. She may become demented.

Vernon also noticed that his mother was not normal and went to the hospital for a check-up. It turned out that she had Alzheimer's disease.

Of course, it would be too easy for this wicked woman if it were just that. I originally planned to create an accident and let her die.

Vernon came to me one day and asked with a meaningful look on his face, "Stella, do you know what's wrong with our mother? The doctor said it's dementia caused by her taking psychiatric drugs."

I expressed surprise and said, "How is that possible? We eat the same food."

"I noticed that my mother works so hard to take care of me every day, so I secretly switched our lunches. After all, my lunch is more abundant."

There were surveillance cameras in the hospital, so it was not appropriate for me to pretend not to know.

I was not worried that Vernon would report me to the police because he couldn't explain the presence of psychiatric drugs in the food. And whether he suspected me or not was no longer important, because the Grim Reaper was already beckoning to him.

A few more days passed.

Vernon found me, "Stella, let's make up."

"I sent our mother to a nursing home. She used to badmouth you all the time, but I am her son, and I couldn't do anything about it."

"Now it's just the two of us. Can you forgive me?"