"Stella, you can consider being a dog by my side. Maybe I will spare your life, after all, you have a good figure and a pretty face. It would be a pity if you died."

My best friend smiled and said to me, "Stella, don't worry. After you die, I will live a good life with your inheritance and Vernon."

"By the way, I forgot to tell you that during your coma, many men have sex with you and they all say you're great."

I looked at these three people in shock, regretting that I only found out now.

In the end, the three of them pushed me off the rooftop, creating the illusion that I jumped off.

I came back to my senses from the memories of my previous life.

My mother-in-law lightly slapped herself in the face.

I sneered and glanced at her, "Mom, if you feel guilty, you can hit harder. Otherwise, I can help you."

My mother-in-law stopped hitting me after hearing this, pointing at me and cursing, "Vernon, look at what this little slut is saying. She wants me dead."

Yes, I want you dead. I wish I could tear you into pieces!

Vernon blamed me, "Stella, what are you saying? Mom didn't mean it. Quickly apologize to Mom."

It sounded like a filial child.

Tina also agreed beside me, "Yes, Stella, I know you're not in a good mood, but you can't do this."

Listening to their accusations, I calmly said, "How about we get a divorce!"

In an instant, all three of them panicked. I was their cash cow; they wouldn't let me get a divorce.

"Stella, I'm sorry. It was my fault to blame you."

"Yes, Stella, don't think more. Take good care of yourself."

Seeing their insincere appearance, I said, "Mom, you have to take good care of me."

"Don't worry, I will definitely make you plump and healthy."

Due to work reasons, Vernon and Tina resumed their previous life.

My mother-in-law came over every day to take care of me.

Look, she's here again with mushroom soup.

"Stella, eat a little. Only when you're full can you recover your strength."

I sneered. I was afraid that she wanted me to eat enough so that I would have the strength to die.

I calmly said to her, "Mom, I feel a little uncomfortable. Can you help me call the nurse?"

"Okay, you eat first. Eat more. I'll go call the nurse."

Taking advantage of her absence, I quickly switched our meals.

After the nurse came and left after checking, both of us happily ate our own lunch.