Pregnant Sister-in-law Reaps the Consequences

My sister-in-law Miranda Pineda, despite being pregnant, insisted on riding the Frisbee Ride, regardless of my advice to refrain from any danger.

Later, her child George Murray was born and diagnosed with autism.

Miranda took George to the 18th floor of a building, shouting, "It's all your fault! If you had let me play Frisbee Ride, I wouldn't have been depressed, and the child wouldn't have autism. It's your fault!"

My mother Katie Dorsey slapped me hard and forced me to kneel and apologize to Miranda. After coming home, my elder brother Camron Murray poured scalding water on me. I was severely burned all over, and they threw me and George into the forest to be fed to bears, leaving no trace of us.

When I woke up, I had returned to the day when Miranda wanted to play Frisbee Ride.

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"Nowadays, it's all about scientific pregnancy. A happy mother means a healthy child. You old hag don't know anything!

"Ouch, my stomach hurts so much! Are you trying to piss me off?"

In the living room, Miranda was lounging with her legs crossed while doing her nails, her head wrapped in dye.

Just because Katie said that such behavior could be harmful to the child, she was wailing and complaining.

At that moment, I realized I had been reborn.

Katie, frightened, said, "It's my fault. I didn't know it. Sorry, Miranda. Please don't be angry."

Katie began slapping herself, almost on her knees.

Only then did Miranda look satisfied. She pointed to a set of short skirts and sportswear on the sofa and asked, "Tell me, should I wear this or the other outfit to the amusement park?"

In my previous life, when Miranda was five months pregnant, she insisted on going to the amusement park to ride roller coasters and Frisbee Ride. I advised her to refrain for the sake of her health. Even ordinary people could feel unwell after such thrilling rides, let alone a pregnant woman.

Later, when George was born, he was diagnosed with autism at the age of three due to abnormal behavior.

Despite spending all the family's money on treatment, it didn't help. Miranda and Camron quarreled frequently, and Camron even beat her several times.

She had a mental breakdown and, with George, went to the 18th floor of a building. I was the first to run up to persuade her, but she screamed, "It's all your fault! If you had let me play Frisbee Ride, I wouldn't have been depressed, and the child wouldn't have autism. It's all your fault!"

Katie slapped me hard, forced me to kneel and apologize to Miranda. To save lives, I had to give in.

I thought it was over, but when we got home and were having a meal, Camron suddenly poured the scalding water on me. I suffered severe burns over a large area. I begged Katie to take me to the hospital, but she sneered, "If you hadn't stopped Miranda from playing Frisbee Ride, our family wouldn't be in such a mess! This is what you deserve!"

They even knocked out George and sent us to the forest to feed bears.

Camron said, "Are you sure there are bears here?"

Katie replied, "Don't worry! It's true. Bears can even eat bones. Even if the police come, they won't find any evidence!"

Miranda laughed, "Finally, we can get rid of these two burdens. Tonight, we'll start trying for a second child. You're so clever, darling!"

That night, George and I were torn to pieces by black bears.

As our souls drifted above, I saw Katie crying to the media.

"That wretched woman kidnapped my grandson! No! I can't live without him!"

Later, she even livestreamed on social media, making a fortune from it! Meanwhile, I was condemned by millions of netizens after my death!

My arm was pinched. It was Katie giving me a signal.

I quickly thought of a plan. "Mom, if you dislike Miranda, just say it directly. Gossiping behind her back will only make things worse."