Reborn Mother's Vengeful Return

I've been reborn, transported back to the day I gave birth to my daughter.

In my past life, I humbled myself for love, only to be betrayed by my husband Caspian and his mistress Serafina.

They disfigured me, murdered my little girl, and threw me in prison.

This time around, I'm divorcing him without a second thought, holding my daughter close, and escaping this living hell!

Arlene's POV

"So she didn't die after all." That was my mother-in-law, Rowena Valcour. "Making such a fuss over having a baby..."

Her voice dripped with disgust.

Tears streamed down my face as I lay on the delivery bed, sobbing uncontrollably.

But no one knew why I was crying.

They assumed it was the pain, the exhaustion.

Only I knew the truth—these were tears of joy.

I had been reborn. Back to the very day I gave birth to my daughter.

Three years ago, Caspian's grandmother, Helen Valcour, had arranged our marriage.

But after the wedding, he never once touched me.

He told me I wasn't worthy of him. That I was nothing but a burden forced upon him. That Serafina Cross was the only woman he would ever love.

I refused to accept it. I used every trick I could think of, climbing into his bed one night when he was drunk.

A month later, I was pregnant.

I thought having his child would change his heart.

I was wrong.

From that moment on, his hatred for me only deepened, casting a shadow over my entire pregnancy.

His parents had never liked me, and now they treated me like a thorn in their side.

Only Helen protected me, securing my fragile place in the Valcour household.

In my previous life, after my difficult labor, Caspian demanded a divorce.

I refused. I made a scene, crying and begging him to stay.

In the end, Helen ordered that I be brought back to the estate.

But that very night, Serafina was in a car accident. She "died."

From then on, Caspian's hatred for me reached its peak.

He was convinced I had killed Serafina.

He began to torment me, humiliate me, demanding that I "pay for Serafina's life."

I wanted to leave.

But I couldn't bear to abandon my daughter.

Two years later, Serafina "returned from the dead," making a grand reappearance as a celebrated violinist.

She was more beautiful than before—her surgically enhanced face as perfect as a porcelain doll.

The first thing she did upon her return was destroy my face. Then she had me thrown out of the Valcour home.

And the worst part? On my daughter's third birthday, she died.

Serafina told everyone that I had killed my own child.

The Valcours took me to court.

A month later, I died of illness in prison.

When I drew my last breath, I was still clutching a photo of my daughter at one year old.

And Serafina? She got exactly what she wanted—she became Caspian's wife.

Now, I had been reborn.

Back to when my daughter was still alive.

In my previous life, I had knelt on the ground, crying and begging them to let me stay.

I thought if I was humble enough, they would take pity on me.

And what happened? The more I debased myself, the more they saw me as easy prey.

This time, I would take my daughter and escape this hell.