I Was Reborn and Laughed as My In-Laws’ Family Was Destroyed by Their Own Actions

I checked the time. I’d probably asked everything I needed to ask. The man probably wouldn’t confess anything. Maybe if I waited any longer, she’d blurt out the man’s actual situation to my sister-in-law’s family.

Remembering the tragic end I suffered in my previous life after getting involved, I quickly said, “I didn’t know anything. I’ll have my colleague come back right away.”

After hanging up, I immediately called my colleague.

“Jessica, couldn’t you pick a better time to question someone? It’s their wedding! What’s the point of interrogating them like this! Come back right now.”

Jessica sounded confused on the other end but still replied, “Got it, Ms. Wagner. I’m coming back right now.”

A few minutes later, I saw Giselle’s Instagram story. The accompanying photo showed two hands clasped tightly together and two marriage certificates.

Martin and his mother had also posted on their Instagram accounts. The photos showed a large box of cash and another large box of gold.

I roughly estimated the total value. The total value was likely over a million.

Seems this man really went all out to secure his in-laws’ support. Seeing Martin’s beaming smile in the photo, I forced a smile too.

It seemed the final primary task of my rebirth wouldn’t require much mental effort. If things went smoothly, perhaps everything would fall into place soon.

That evening, I returned to my parents’ house and had dinner with them. As I was leaving, my mother grabbed my hand, a hint of worry flashing in her eyes.

“Helena, did you and Martin have a fight? If something’s wrong, talk to us. Don’t keep it silent inside your heart, okay?”

The memory of them being burned alive in my past life flashed through my mind. I held back tears and patted my mother’s hand.

“Don’t worry, Mom. Everything’s fine. But you two must listen to me!”

Although my parents didn’t say anything more, the worry in their eyes hadn’t faded much. Their expressions made me determined not to wait any longer and to get things sorted out as soon as possible.

After reporting to my workplace, I went to a bar and had a few drinks, not returning home until late at night. The moment I walked in, I saw Martin sitting on the sofa with a sour expression.

Spotting me, he threw his slipper straight at me and yelled, “Helena Wagner! There’s no wife in the world who acts like you! Not only do you go out and get wasted, but why didn’t you cook dinner for me?”

I deliberately didn’t dodge the slipper as it came flying at me. Martin had thrown it with considerable force. My cheek immediately began to bruise.

I picked up the slipper and slapped it straight across his face. “Are you crippled, or did you never grow arms? If you’re hungry, can’t you cook for yourself?”

Though the blow didn’t hurt much, it was enough to enrage Martin. He stared at me in disbelief, quickly got up, grabbed my throat and pinned me against the sofa.

“Helena, how dare you hit me?”

“Let me tell you, Giselle’s husband is a rich kid! He just called me ‘brother’ today and gave me a car.”

“If you treat me right, you’ll live in luxury. But if you keep this up, life with you is unbearable! I’ve got a brother-in-law like that, so what kind of wife can’t I find?”

I looked at Martin’s face with a mocking smile. “That man is lying to you all, like fooling your whole stupid family!”

“Martin, go ahead and try it! See which woman would marry a useless loser like you! Can’t make money, can’t do housework, all you know how to do is hit women!”

Anger exploded in Martin’s eyes. He slapped me hard across the face, then grabbed the nearby trash can and smashed it against me.

“You bitch! How dare you call my family idiots! I want to divorce you!”

I said firmly, “Divorce? Martin, do you even have the guts? You’re just all talk!”

Martin was furious like a mad dog. “Helena, I’ve had enough of you! Divorce, right now!”

I replied, “Fine! Whoever doesn’t divorce is a coward!”

Five hours later, Martin and I emerged from the Office of Vital Records. Staring at the divorce acceptance notice in my hand, I turned away and forced a smile.

With this final primary task completed after my rebirth, I felt much more at ease.

After I finally got the divorce certificate, I was free from that family’s tens of millions in debt and the walking disaster Giselle had brought into our lives.

To avoid any entanglement with Martin during the divorce cooling-off period, I went straight from the service office to my parents’ house.