My Rebirth Their Funeral Novel

My Rebirth Their Funeral Novel – The first thing I did after being reborn? I ground one hundred and eighty kilograms of meat, then rounded up my whole family to make meatballs together. I had to do it.

You see, in my past life, my stepmother had an affair with an unknown man and got pregnant. She didn’t want my father to find out, so she fabricated a whole scene at the market over some discounted eggs.

In the chaos that followed, she fell and lost the baby. When she came home, she cried dramatically and blamed me, saying, “If Emily hadn’t dragged me to the market for those eggs, I wouldn’t have fallen and lost our precious baby boy…” I tried to explain myself, but before I could get a word in, my fiancé stormed in, sealing my fate with his furious declaration: “Emily Carter, I can’t believe you! “I’ve always known you were greedy—taking advantage of others, eating out without paying, stealing snacks from supermarkets… But this? This is too much! You made Auntie lose her baby over a few eggs! I can’t marry someone like you.

Our engagement is over!” And just like that, my father snapped. He slapped me across the face, over and over, his fury unstoppable. He tied me up and sold me to an old bachelor in the village. I was locked in a pigsty, tortured until I bled out and died. Only after I had died did I learn the truth—my fiancé had been after my stepmother all along. Our engagement had been a cover for their affair.

When I opened my eyes again, I found myself back at the exact moment my stepmother was about to fake her miscarriage over those eggs. Her call came in just as I was lying in bed, clutching my quilt, tears streaming down my face. I picked up the phone without thinking.

My stepmother’s voice, Victoria Hart, was cool and casual on the other end. “Emily, it’s almost New Year’s. I’m going out for a walk. I won’t be home to cook today. You take care of dinner for your dad and grandparents, okay?” She spoke like it was a done deal, offering no room for refusal.

Then she added, “Don’t tell your father where I am. If he finds out, he’ll come looking for me, and I won’t be able to breathe.” “Well, that’s settled then! Emily, you’re such a good girl. When I get back, I’ll bring you something delicious!” She ended the call immediately, rejecting my attempts to call her back.

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