Reborn To Kick the Ingrates out of My Life

I had given Owen the best of everything in my previous life because I did not want him to feel burdened. However, what I thought was care and love became chains of restraint in his eyes.

His gaze toward me gradually shifted from genuine gratitude to indifference, and eventually to hatred. Of course, Simon's parents and Simon himself played their part in fostering that transformation.

I decided to step back in this life. Whatever Owen became would have nothing to do with me, Eunice Campbell.

During dinner time, Simon guided me to the kitchen, urging me to start preparing the meal. I turned to look at Owen and said, "What's the rush? We haven't even asked Owen what he'd like to eat yet."

Simon smacked his forehead as realization hit him. "You're right! I completely forgot about that. Owen, what would you like to eat? Tell us, and we'll make it for you."

A knowing smile played on my lips. What did he like to eat? Of course, I knew exactly what he wanted.

Sure enough, Owen spoke up timidly the next second. "Dad, can I have some fried chicken and a burger?"

"That's just junk food," Irene chimed in, her tone firm yet caring. "Why don't you let your mom make you some homemade pot roast instead?"

I immediately removed my apron and said, "Mom, let Owen eat what he wants. Besides, how can you say they aren't nutritious? The chicken patty is still made with real chicken, after all."

As soon as I finished speaking, Owen ran over to me. He exclaimed, "Mom, you're the best!"