Honey, You Are the Princess of A Multimillionaire Family!

I told a lie in my previous life.

I replaced a rich girl.

I have lived half my life trembling with fear for this lie.

However, I was abandoned by my family and husband.

If I could be reborn, I will no longer lie as I did in my previous life.

Apart from me, anyone can be the daughter of the rich family if they want to.

When I woke up, I felt sore all over. I looked around and found that I was back at my home in the slums.

I grew up here and I was still a little dazed when I just woke up.

Wasn't I killed by my husband after he pushed me off a mountain?

"You are no longer valuable, exchange your life for some insurance, baby!" These words are still echoing in my ears.

Why did I come back to my home and become younger the next moment?

I suspect that I must have been reborn.

In my previous life, I always woke up feeling sore all over, with endless chores to do.

My clothes were always ragged and my skin rough.

Then I was found by the Hamilton family and became their daughter.

I struggled hard to marry the man my sister liked, and I alienated myself from my loved ones in order to be with him.

I wonder if my family will be happier now that I'm gone.

I glanced at the calendar and realized that next week was the day the Hamilton family would come to pick up their daughter. At that time, they sent many servants, filling the yard.

They asked me if I was a child of the family, and I trembled and said, "No."

They then took me back to the Hamilton family, claiming that I was the lost daughter of the household.

Back then, I speculated that the Hamilton family must have been looking for a child from the neighborhood who was around my age, but they couldn't find that child, so they took me instead, mistaking me for her.

Believing that they had made a mistake in identifying me, I lived in constant fear and anxiety within the Hamilton family, trying to conceal my true identity.

If the Hamilton family sends someone again this time, I will definitely say "Yes."

I would rather live comfortably here.

These past few days, I've almost forgotten how I endured the hardships of my previous life.

All I thought about now is how to earn money.

When I returned to the Hamilton family in my previous life, they were very displeased with me, a girl from the slums.

They never expected that their daughter had been lost in the slums.

On one hand, they wanted to try and compensate me.

On the other hand, they looked down on me.

So they forced me to study hard without giving me any money.

I'll have to see if what I learned in my previous life can be of any use to me now. That way, all the suffering I endured before won't have been for nothing.

I was starving, so I quickly searched for something to cook at home to fill my hunger first.

After eating, I tidied up the house.

After all, I'm not going back to the Hamilton family this time, I'll have to live here.

Before, I could tolerate the conditions of my home in the slums, but after staying in the Hamilton family for so long, I now find my home incredibly dirty and disorganized.

A few days later, in the afternoon, I returned home from work to see many people in the yard. I knew they were sent by the Jin family.

They frowned and asked me, "Are you the child of this family?"

This time, I loudly told them, "Yes, what’s wrong about it?”

I'll never have to suffer at the Hamilton family again in this lifetime. Being poor isn't shameful.

The person in charge waved his hand and said, "Take her away."

They asked the same question as before, but I gave a different answer, yet the outcome was still the same.

I was brought back to the Hamilton family again. How could the servant be so careless and make a mistake again?

I had cleaned the house, cleaned the floor, and wanted to earn money properly.

How could I have been taken back to the Hamilton family again?

In my previous life, although I was taken back to the Hamilton family, I didn't have a single penny to my name.

That's why, after stealing my sister's boyfriend, when he discovered that I had no money, I was abandoned by the Hamilton family again.

He extremely hated me, and ultimately pushed me down a mountain.

When I entered the house, I still saw the familiar expressions. The younger sister, Victoria, and the mother, Monica, frowned, the brother, Aaron, looked at me with disgust, and the father, William, was not at home.

"You've got the wrong person, I'm not your daughter. Let me go home."

This time, Monica didn't have the same expression as in my previous life, but instead hugged me compassionately.

Perhaps in my previous life, she was annoyed with me because she thought I was vain.

I was still wondering, no matter if I answered yes or no, the result would still be that I would be brought to the Hamilton family. Could my fate of inevitable death not be changed?

With this question in mind, I entered the room that the Hamilton family had provided for me. My room was at the bottom of the stairs on the first floor, close to where the servants lived. They said it was for the convenience of the servants to take care of me.

I didn't understand why they hated me so much. After all, it was "me" who was lost in the slums, and it was also "me" who was found and brought home.

In my previous life, I relied on the fact that I had just returned to the Hamilton family and everyone felt sorry for me, so I constantly demanded from my family.

This time, I decided to be obedient and leave until I could earn a living for myself.

I don't want to be a nuisance anymore.