Chapter 1

My husband brought home his distant cousin's wife, who had just lost her husband. He said she was all alone and helpless, so she would spend the New Year with us in our home.

During dinner, my husband asked me to find her a job. Thinking she was just a distant relative, I used all my connections and resources to help her out.

Who knew they would be so greedy and scheming that they would eventually kill me.

Just before I died, I found out that the cousin's wife I had been helping all along was actually my husband's first love.

When I opened my eyes again, I was back to the day my husband brought his cousin's wife home for the New Year. This time, I would get there first:

"Honey, this is my cousin!"

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The moment I opened my eyes and saw the overly familiar bedroom, my mind went completely blank.

A sharp, urgent voice from the phone abruptly cut through my chaotic thoughts.

"Babe? Are you there? Why aren’t you saying anything?"

Hearing Tyler’s voice made my entire body freeze.

The agonizing pain from my death in my past life seemed to still linger, screaming through every single nerve in my body.

In my past life, Tyler introduced me to a supposedly naive country woman. He said she was his distant cousin, Amber. He claimed she lost her parents young, had just lost her husband, and had no one else to turn to in Seattle.

Because I loved my husband and thought he was just a good, caring man, I stupidly did everything I could to help her.

But I never expected that while I was busy planning a career for his "cousin," they were secretly plotting to murder me and steal my family's fortune.

It was only right before I died that I found out the truth. The woman I had poured my resources into helping wasn't his cousin at all. She was Amber Brooks—his first love.

They planned a house fire. I was trapped in the roaring flames.

Even after a fallen wooden beam crushed my leg, I dragged myself toward the exit, desperately trying to survive.

But Amber, covered in a wet blanket, ran back inside.

She picked up a kitchen knife and plunged it straight into my chest.

Seeing that I was still breathing, she called Tyler over.

The two of them stabbed me over a dozen times before they finally stopped, satisfied.

Even after my heart stopped, my soul didn't leave immediately.

I watched, as a ghost, as Tyler pulled Amber into a passionate kiss right next to my burning corpse.

"Baby, the bitch is finally dead. If it weren't for her money, I would never have married her. You've suffered so much lately. You're my only love."

I laughed bitterly at my own stupidity. My entire marriage had been a carefully calculated trap.

I watched them fake the crime scene to look like an accidental fire, completely escaping justice.

After my funeral, they squandered my wealth, living a life of sickening luxury.

Meanwhile, my parents fell into deep depression over my sudden death and passed away shortly after.

The voice from the phone dragged me back to the brutal reality.

"Babe, I'll be home around noon. I have someone I want you to meet."

I curled my lips into a cold smile. My heart was practically dripping with venom.

"Sure. Coincidentally, I have someone I want to introduce to you, too."

The moment I hung up, I called my secretary.

"Mia, find me a handsome guy right now. His job is to play my family member. The pay is fifty thousand dollars."

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