The wife died during childbirth, and it turned out to be part of her husband's sinister plot.Chapter 1

I'm Jack's cherished wife. When I learned I would die on the operating table during the birth of my fourth child, I became aware of my fate. My future husband stands before me now, a vulnerable young man, showing me his injuries.

"My dad, the gambling addict, hit me again."

"Rose, why does everyone else have a happy family, but I have nothing?"

Looking at his bloody wounds, I couldn't help but laugh.

"Your dad did well; he's meting out justice!"

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On the way home from school, Jack showed me his injuries as usual. His hands were clenched tightly, and his face was full of restraint.

I felt terrible, worriedly asking him, "Did your dad hit you again?"

Jack nodded, feeling wronged:

"Last night, he lost at gambling and started hitting me again."

"Why does everyone else have a happy family, but I don't?"

Jack looked at me with red eyes: "Rose, it's good to have you with me."

"If my mom hadn't left with someone, my dad wouldn't have turned out like this."

He made it sound as if his mom was to blame for his dad's gambling addiction.

Something felt off to me. Even now, Jack was defending his dad.

Looking at Jack's bruises, I felt unbearably sad.

I didn't voice my doubts.

I just thought about how I could give him more money to pay off his dad's gambling debts.

Even though I've given money many times, it still couldn't satisfy his dad's appetite.

I said, "Why don't we call the police and let them handle it?"

Jack immediately shook his head: "No, if people find out I have a gambling addict dad, how will I face anyone in the future?"

He'd rather take the beatings than seek help from the police.

I had no choice but to think about how to give Jack the money without hurting his pride.

I handed him a card from my bag: "Here's three hundred thousand dollars, my mom gave it to me as pocket money. You can take it first."

Jack waved my hand away, angrily saying:

"What do you take me for? How could I take money from a woman!"

I said, "Everything at home is bought for me; I don't need to spend money."

"You're so good at studying; you'll definitely be successful in the future. This amount of money is nothing to you."

Only then was Jack satisfied.

Just as he hesitated to take the card, a truck suddenly rushed straight at me.

Jack noticed it first and dodged to the side alone.

I couldn't react in time, frozen in place with fear.

My mind exploded in a roaring sound, and it felt as if my soul floated upwards.

Images flashed before me like a carousel.

I saw my future.