Replace Me: My Cousin's Plan was Exposed

I was rear-ended by a drunk driver and killed on the spot, which even broke my body.

But my parents, my sister, and my boyfriend of two years were celebrating my distant cousin's birthday.

The paramedics called them to announce my death.

But no one came to see me until my body was cremated.

But I was their biological daughter!

When I woke up again, I was reborn on the day my cousin came to my house.

In this life, I must make the evildoers go to hell!

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"Ring..."

At six o'clock in the afternoon, the doorbell rang. My parents come home at this time every day.

But today was a little different from usual.

"Stella, this is your cousin. She will be living with us from today, so you need to take good care of her."

My mother, covered in dirt and wearing a helmet, glanced at me casually and smiled at the girl standing next to her.

On this day, Fiona came to my house, and my life trajectory changed because of her.

Her father was my mother's cousin in the countryside, and she had been an orphan since she was young. Recently, her grandma who had been taking care of her passed away. When my parents heard the news, they felt sorry for her and decided to adopt her.

She was standing outside the door, looking a bit shy, twisting her clothes and occasionally glancing at me with slanted eyes.

This innocent image was actually eroding and destroying everything in my family!

She took away my stationery, my bedroom, my parents' love for me, and everything of mine, to the point where I couldn't rest in peace!

Thinking of all this, I couldn't help but feel burning anger. I tried to control my strange emotions, going from a fierce desire to strangle her to a cold expression on my face.

"Hello, Stella, sorry to disturb your life suddenly, but I'm really grateful that your parents are willing to adopt me. Don't worry.I won't compete with you for anything."

I didn't say anything, but she Fiona cried with tears streaming down her face, looking at me with red eyes.

If it were in the previous life, I might have felt sorry for her, afraid that a glance or a gesture would hurt her.

But, the previous me was already dead. I was a brand new Stella, and I would no longer be deceived by her pure appearance!

Fortunately, the only one who was reborn was me, and no one else knew the truth of the matter.

My mother saw her crying, disregarding everything, and hugged her tightly.

"Stella, what are you doing? Fiona is so pitiful, and you are here showing off. Don't give her that attitude!"

My father was also angry, threw the helmet on the ground, and scolded me loudly,

"Exactly! The older you get, the more uncultured you become! Apologize to your cousin quickly!"

I turned my head aside and didn't listen to them.

My sister came out of her room after hearing the commotion. She knew about Fiona's arrival before me.

She wiped away Fiona's tears, hugged her shoulders, and went into her room. When she passed by me, my sister coldly whispered to me,

"You need to restrain yourself a bit."

The scenes in this life were different from the previous ones, because at the beginning I also thought Fiona was a pitiful person, and our family did a good deed by adopting her.

But it was my softness and indulgence that ruined my life!

After she entered my house, my once gentle and kind parents disappeared. They transferred all their love for me to Fiona, even my beloved sister changed. she even gave her the monthly allowance that used to be given to me.

Why! Why should I unconditionally give everything I have to her just because she was more pitiful than me?

Until the few minutes before I fell to the ground and died in a car accident, I still couldn't figure out why.

Before I died, I was still murmuring,

"Fiona, I hate you!"

Thinking of these things, my eyes couldn't help but moisten, and my nose felt sour.

Since heaven had given me a chance to start over, I must make good use of it.

In the previous life, Fiona's academic performance was much better than mine, which caused my parents to criticize and look down on me.

So in this life, I would study hard, find a good job, make a lot of money, and stay away from this place of sadness.

As for everyone here, I would forget them all.

I didn't care about the biased and distorted love!

I took a deep breath and ignored my parents' angry expressions, and went to knock on the door of my sister's room.

"Fiona, I'm not in a good mood today, and I'm sorry to take my anger out on you."

Fiona was sitting on my sister's bed and chatting with her. I walked over and pretended to be concerned.

Fiona was stunned for a moment, then immediately put on a sweet smile and said to me,

"It's okay, Stella. Everyone has bad moods sometimes. I don't blame you."

When she pretended to call me sweetly, it sounded disgusting. Besides, I didn't care if she would forgive me!

Listening to her coquettish voice, I couldn't help but get goosebumps all over my body.

"Hey Selena, is this your dress? It looks so beautiful."

She stood up and walked to the wardrobe, touching a pink dress hanging in the wardrobe and said to my sister.

"Oh, that's a Stella's."

"It's so beautiful! I wish I had a dress like this."

She looked envious, touching the dress and unwilling to let go.

"If you like it, I'll give it to you."

My sister's face was calm ,and she had already made a decision for me.

Did she forget? This dress was the one she saved money to give me on my fifteenth birthday. I still remembered the excitement and joy I felt when I saw this dress that day.

"You are the best sister in the world!"

When I saw this birthday gift, I was so moved and surprised, holding it, and couldn't sleep all night with excitement. I still couldn't bear to wear it a few times.

I looked at my sister in disbelief, but it was expected. She had already given all her love to her, so why would she care about just a dress?

"Yes, if you like it, I'll give it to you."

In this life, I didn't want to be sad because of unworthy and bad people anymore.

I didn't even look at Fiona and left this sentence behind.

"Yes, that's right. We should be kinder to Fiona. She is very pitiful."

After my sister heard my words, her tone became somewhat relieved. She never looked at me, but smiled gently at Fiona.

But after I finished speaking, Fiona's previously envious expression became noticeably colder.

"Ah, forget it. After all, this is Stella's dress."

She suddenly let go of the dress, as if throwing away garbage.

"You didn't see me go crazy and fight with you, and my parents and sister scold me. Are you unhappy?

Humph, I just won't let you have your way."

She looked up at me, and I caught a glimpse of coldness and hatred in her eyes.

But she walked over to my sister and sat down, leaning against her, immediately putting on an innocent expression.

"I just arrived here. How can I take my Stella's dress so easily."

She sounded so sensible, but I could see through her secret plan. She just wanted to argue with me, make my family hate me even more, and replace me!

I sneered,

In this scene, I seemed like an outsider.

Her plan failed, and who knew what tricks she would come up with to make me angry.

I simply went back to my own room.

In the evening, my parents prepared a table full of dishes for Fiona as a welcome banquet.

There were chicken wings, sweet and sour spare ribs, and sweet and sour pork with pineapple, so many delicious dishes.

Our family was not wealthy. These dishes were only available during the holidays.

But since Fiona came, these rare delicacies had all appeared.

I couldn't help but wonder if Fiona was using some kind of magic to bewitch my family. Even my mother, who was extremely frugal, was willing to spend money to cook and entertain her.

"Come on, Fiona, the dishes are all in front of you. Help yourself and make yourself feel at home."

My mother really pushed all the dishes in front of her, looking kindly at her as if she were Fiona's mother.

The table in front of me was completely empty, and if I wanted to eat, I had to stand up and get it myself.

Obviously, it was all for her entertainment, and I didn't bother to compete with her and make myself disliked.

"Mom, my stomach is a little uncomfortable. I want to eat something else."

I planned to go to the kitchen and make spaghetti carbonara for myself.

"What a troublemaker you are! If you want to eat something else, go cook it yourself! You never let me feel at ease. Can't you learn from Fiona?"

My mother was a little angry after hearing what I said, and she yelled at me with a frown.

"Of course she is the understanding one. She was treated with a table full of delicious dishes and taken care of so well. She has no reason to complain!"

I didn't argue with my mother and left the dining table to go to the kitchen to keep myself busy.

Sure enough, my cooking skills were still as good as in the previous life. The spaghetti carbonara I made was so delicious!

I sat on a stool in the kitchen and ate my spaghetti carbonara heartily.

I was immersed in the delicious food I made, but I still heard the conversation coming from the kitchen door.

"Is it because all the dishes are on my side that Stella is unhappy? Let me call her over to eat together."

It was Fiona again. She always pretended to be be the good person.

"No! No! No need to call her over. She won't starve to death. She is just so willful and impudent! You should eat more, or you'll be malnourished if you get too thin."

My mother's voice was a little urgent. She probably asked Fiona to sit down again, and then spoke in a gentle and patient tone.

"Auntie, thank you for being so kind to me. If my mother were still here, that would be nice."

Fiona's voice became low and choked.

"Oh Fiona, don't cry. If you are willing, you can treat me and my husband as your parents in the future."

My mother's tone was full of tenderness, and I was completely deceived by her.

Can it really be?

Fiona's voice became excited.

After a moment of silence, I heard her sweetly say "Dad, Mom."

My parents responded her gladly.

It seemed that my position had been completely taken by her, and my parents were no longer mine.

But I didn't really care anymore. At this point, I just wanted to focus on myself. I didn't eat enough spaghetti carbonara, so I cooked myself a bowl of noodles with clear soup.

After eating, I put down the bowl and was about to go back to my room when I heard my mother calling out,

"Stella, come out and wash the bowls!"

"You all happily ate your meal. No one cared if I had eaten or not, and even mocked me. Now you want me to wash the dishes. I'm not a fool!"

"I want to study, mom. You do the dishes yourself."

I walked past them and went back to my room and locked the door.

"Bang!"

Suddenly, there was a strong knocking sound from the bedroom door.

"You're becoming lazier and lazier! I won't argue with you about this for now. Come out. Fiona will stay in your room tonight, and from now on, you will sleep in the attic."

My mom lost her temper again. Since Fiona came, she had been particularly angry with me, always scolding me at the slightest provocation.

I covered my ears, trying to block out the annoying noise, and sat in front of the desk, planning to do a set of exercises. But suddenly I heard Fiona's voice,

"Mom, don't force Stella to sleep in the attic. I'm not afraid the dim lights and bugs or something. I'll sleep there."

Fiona was so canny. All of a sudden, it became my fault.

I threw down the pen irritably, picked up the pillow and bedding, walked to the attic. After opening the door, I put my things away, then came back to take away the stationery, and happily changed rooms.

"You are finally sensible this time."

My mother was surprised by my behavior, seemingly praising me. Unfortunately, I no longer felt sad or happy because of their words.

"Mom, it's so dirty here. Can you help me clean it up? This blanket is so hard. I want a softer one."

The sound insulation effect of the attic was not good. I could hear Fiona downstairs commanding my mother to help her with all kinds of things. Since my mother was willing to do it, I wouldn't interfere either.

I put on earplugs and went to sleep.

The next day, I went to the flower market and bought two potted plants and some decorations. I decorated the small attic where I lived very warmly, and I felt very comfortable living there, even better than my previous room.

In the morning, I went out to go to school and saw things in the trash can that I didn't take from my room. There was a harmonica, books, and all kinds of little things.

I knew who did it without thinking.

"Stella, I'm sorry. You probably don't need these things anymore, so I threw them away for you."

Just as I expected, Fiona, who my parents made me go to the same high school with, happened to be going out.

She looked at the trash can and smiled at me, clearly provoking me. Even a fool could see it.

Everything else was fine, but she also threw away the sandalwood bracelet that my grandmother gave me, and the beads were scattered.

I got angry and pushed her in a fit of rage.