Chapter 1

One month after my mother passed away, my father brought his mistress home.

I screamed and cried, grabbing a glass and hurling it at the woman and her daughter.

The scheming mistress cried, but clutched her head and leaned against my father, saying she was fine.

My father flew into a rage. For the first time ever, he yelled at me and told me to go back to my room.

I couldn't take it anymore and ran away from home.

My father was so angry his heart condition nearly flared up: "If you leave, don't ever come back!"

But I still left. I didn't even take a single penny—I wanted him to regret cheating, to regret losing me and my mother!

But after I left, I realized how brutal the real world actually was.

I hadn't even finished high school. All I could do was manual labor and food delivery.

Three thousand dollars a month wasn't enough to rent a decent place. I had to share a cramped basement apartment with strangers.

One night, rushing to make a delivery, I ran a red light and got hit by a truck.

I died in an unclaimed body in the morgue, while my father was throwing a one-month celebration for his new son at his mansion.

He had a loving wife, a son and daughter, the perfect happy family—while I died alone on a freezing night!

But then, when I opened my eyes again, I was back to the day that woman and her daughter first showed up!

This time, I didn't cry or scream. I just secretly slipped my father a sterilization drug.