The Battle Over Uncle's Inheritance

Thomas Leonard, my uncle, my mother's brother, was paralyzed in bed because of an incident at his mountain climbing, but his son, Alex, whom he was proud of, was shirking the responsibility to take care of him abroad at this time.

I took great pains to take care of him for 10 years, which gave him hope to stand up.

Thomas was grateful to me, and he decided to make me his heir.

I didn't expect Alex to return home before the will was notarized.

Thomas immediately asked his lawyer to rewrite his will and had it notarized. His inheritance would then be his son's.

And I only got a food fee of 7200 dollars, which was determined through his meticulous calculation.

He promised me that he would raise it to 8000 dollars out of generosity.

I couldn't accept the humiliation and died in a car accident.

In my second life, I refused to be such a fool, and accidentally discovered Thomas's secret.

"Nancy James, what do you mean? Do you really want to take all my property for yourself? This is just a little trick I used to test Alex's sincerity to me. How can you take it seriously?

"Now that he is willing to come back, it means that he still recognizes me as his father. Naturally, I will have to give my everything to him and my grandchildren.

"You're just a money-losing girl. You're a James, not a Leonard. You're not qualified to take care of me in my old age. How can I give you the inheritance? Stop daydreaming.

"My food fee was 2 dollars a day, and 10 years counts 7200. I'll give you eight grand. The extra 800 dollars will be my 'thank you' reward to you.

"If I hadn't sacrificed myself to be your test subject, how could you have become a chief physician?

"Now that I've recovered and can stand on my own feet, I've become your living signboard. It can be said that without me, you wouldn't have been able to make a name for yourself today. It's fine if you aren’t grateful, but how dare you covet my properties. You're really an uneducated thing."

To take care of Thomas, I failed the postgraduate entrance examination and was abandoned by my boyfriend. I took good care of him for ten years, but my efforts were interpreted as a scheme for his inheritance.

8000 dollars in exchange for my wasted youth and ruined dreams.

2 Dollars a day...

All my efforts couldn't be compared to 'Grandpa' called out by Thomas's two grandchildren.

I was not greedy for money, but denying all my efforts and insulting me with 2 dollars was unacceptable.

When I was hit by the truck, I was extremely regretful.

……

When the phone rang again, I felt a chill run down my spine.

Looking at the familiar lab and the date on the form, I was sure that I had been reborn.

"Nancy, your phone is ringing!" a senior schoolmate reminded me in a friendly tone.

I took out my phone from my pocket with trembling hands and looked at the familiar number. I allowed the phone to turn off on its own.

"Why don't you answer it?" the schoolmate asked.

It was a call from the hospital. Thomas was out of danger anyway. It was more important for me to finish the experiment at hand.

"My phone ran out of battery."

In my previous life, I was worried that Thomas had something urgent to deal with, so I immediately called him with my schoolmate's phone. Since then, I had to take over the hot potato.

I charged my phone and continued to write the experimental report.

When I finished my work and turned on the phone, I had dozens of missed calls. I adjusted my mood and called back.

As I had expected, Thomas had an accident and hurt himself while climbing the mountain.

On my way to the hospital, I called my cousin, Alex, dozens of times and sent a few more messages.

When I arrived at the hospital, Thomas had already woken up, but he was in a bad condition.

The doctor asked me to persuade Thomas to agree to amputation, but Thomas couldn't accept the fact and made a scene.

"Who does she think she is to make the decision for me? I said I won't have the operation!"

In my previous life, his situation was urgent. I tried my best to persuade him to abandon his leg and save his life. I signed the agreement for him and undertook the risk of his operation.

"Uncle Thomas, listen to the doctor and sign. What if the condition worsens?" I tried to persuade.

But Thomas shouted, "Shut up, you jinx! I'm fine!"

"Uncle Thomas, stop being willful. If something bad really happens, you'll blame me again!"

I was so anxious that I was sweating profusely.

As expected, he roared violently, "Let me put it this way. It's none of your business whether something bad happens or not! You'd better pay the medical expenses for me instead of wasting our breath!"

He was extremely confident that he would be fine just as he was in my previous life.

The reason why Thomas didn't ask his son to pay the bill was because he was coveting the scholarship I just won.

But I wouldn't be so naive again. I cried to the doctor in grievance.

"Doctor, you've seen how stubborn he is. How can I persuade him? If he's paralyzed, he won't be able to stand for the rest of his life! I'm just his niece. I can't make this decision. I should wait for my cousin!"

When Thomas heard my words, his eyes turned scarlet out of anger.

"It's useless even if God comes! I don't believe that I'll be paralyzed for a fall!"

I spread out my hands to express my agreement.

In front of Thomas, I dialed my aunt, Thomas’s sister's number.

I wanted everyone to know that Thomas's paralysis had nothing to do with me. He had brought it upon himself.