Both my mother and I were reborn.

My mother devoted herself to her younger brother.

She nagged me all day, "Sell your wedding house so that your uncle can pay the down payment with your money. Anyway, you can earn the money back in the future.'

I got angry and hid the property certificate.

As a result, my uncle didn't have money to buy a house, and his marriage was ruined.

In a fit of anger, he set fire and killed our whole family.

When I opened my eyes again, my mother and I were reborn on the day when my uncle had proposed to buy a wedding house.

But my mother took the initiative and said, "I will take care of the house."

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Suddenly, I opened my eyes and saw the familiar cloud chandelier.

I instinctively lifted the quilt and checked my body.

My skin was intact. It was as fair and tight as usual, which I was proud of.

But I should have perished in the fire.

The faint burning sensation on my body reminded me that I had truly experienced burning.

"Libby, it is quite late now. Why haven't you gotten up yet? You always stay in bed on weekends."

The familiar shout suddenly snapped me back to reality.

I sat up in a daze as I couldn't respond in time.

"Libby, come out quickly. Your uncle is here with his girlfriend."

Upon hearing this, I felt that every hair on my body stood on end.

I finally confirmed that I had been reborn.

While my mother laughed joyfully. The miserable cries of our family of three in the raging fire were all over my mind.

My mom spoiled my uncle, Kellan Reid, without any bottom line or principles.

And it caused our whole family to die tragically.

Anger filled my heart. I shouted at the door, "Stop making noise. You scared me."

Upon opening the door, I saw my mom holding my uncle's girlfriend and laughing uncontrollably.

"Kellan is so lucky to have such a beautiful girlfriend. It's great," my mom said.

My mom's face changed instantly when she saw me. She said, "You have no manners as you grow older. Come and greet her. This is your uncle's girlfriend. She will be your aunt in the future."

The girl blushed at my mom's words, smiling shyly with her head down.

My uncle hugged her and acted like an elder towards me. He said, "In the future? Call her aunt now."

I snorted and put my hands in the pockets of my pajamas. Then I said, "Aunt? Do you have the money to marry her? You poor bastard."

After saying that, I deliberately stomped my slippers loudly and went to the kitchen to find my dad.

I heard him complaining to my mom, "Sister, hear what Libby is saying. She doesn't take me seriously at all."

My mom kept explaining to the girl, "Linda, don't mind that silly girl. Kellan is young, and he doesn't have much money now, but he has potential. He will not let you suffer in the future."

"And I'm here for you. I am your sister. If you encounter any difficulties, I will help you."

I sneered, thinking, "What potential can he have as a high school dropout and a jobless wanderer?"

His biggest potential lay in that he would exploit my mom and get money from her. He tried every means to do so.

My dad was busy in the kitchen, sweating profusely.

Seeing me coming in, he hurriedly waved his hand and said, "Go out and sit with your mom and uncle. There's smoke in the kitchen. It's too choking."

My dad was such an honest person.

Sometimes I got angry at him for being too honest, which was why he had been bullied by my mom all his life.

The money and things of my family had all been taken by my mom and given to my uncle.

In my previous life, my dad got angry for the first time. He proposed a divorce when my mom wanted to sell my wedding house.

My dad said, "Libby is getting married too. I don't have to tolerate you anymore. Let's get divorced."

Only then did I realize that my dad had been enduring all these years for me.

I hugged my dad from behind and said, "Dad, let me protect you in this life."

As soon as I finished speaking, I heard the ones in the living room stop laughing.

In my memory, Kellan would have been starving at this time.

"Why did the course of events change after my being reborn?"

I walked out of the kitchen in confusion, only to see Kellan and his girlfriend on the sofa.

My mom was gone.

Kellan's eyes wandered as he glanced at my room.

I realized that the tightly closed door to my room was slightly ajar.

My heart tightened. As I was about to push the door, Kellan panicked and shouted.

"Sis, have you found the clothes? Linda keeps saying she's cold."

I glared at him fiercely and said, "Is it her feeling cold, or are you scared and feeling guilty?"

Upon hearing this, Kellan came over and tried to pull me. He said, "Hey, you little brat..."

I kicked the door open and rushed into my bedroom before him.

I saw my mom holding my clothes and about to leave. Looking displeased, she said, "You wasteful thing. You broke the door, and you should pay for the repairs."

I couldn't help but laugh. I then said, "I handed over all my monthly salary to you, so how can I afford to pay?"

Then I looked around the bedroom and asked, "What are you doing in my room?"

My mom shook the coat in her hands and said impatiently, "Your aunt feels cold, so I came to get her some clothes. Look at how petty you are."

I walked to the bedside table and looked at the drawer that had been opened. I sneered, saying, "Compared to you, I am certainly pettier. You are so generous that you are eager to devote our entire family to your younger brother."

I was going to check the drawer. Seeing so, my mom pushed Kellan over and said hurriedly, "I didn't touch anything else of yours. Why don't you open it and have a check?"

The drawer had the property certificate in it that my mom had wanted most in her previous life.

"So, my mom has been reborn now?"

I closed the drawer with my foot, slowly turned around, and suddenly shouted, "Get out! If anyone enters my room without my permission, I will kick them out."

I embarrassed Kellan in front of her girlfriend like this.

Kellan, who was bad-tempered, couldn't hold back anymore. My mom quickly held his arm and pushed him out.

"Let's go. Let's go out. The older she is, the prettier she is. She is less and less unruly."

As soon as they left the room, Kellan vented all the anger.

"Why isn't the food ready yet? Do you want me to starve?"

No one should think they could bully my dad and get away with it. I ran out of the bedroom again.

Pointing at him, I cursed, "If you're starving, go make your food. You're just a good-for-nothing who relies on others."

Kellan was so angry that he jumped high. He then said, "You little girl. I think you're making trouble today."

From childhood to adulthood, he beat me up many times.

He was the only son of my grandmother in her old age, so the whole family spoiled him.

After my grandmother died, my mother even regarded herself as his savior.

Every time he hit me, my mother would say, "Your uncle is just joking with you."

And if I fought back, she would hit me.

So later, I stopped resisting and let Kellan beat me.

But in this life, I wouldn't indulge him anymore.

I raised my voice and almost shouted out.

"I said you're a useless waste who wastes away his life and relies on others. Did you hear that?"

He was about to rush over and hit me, saying, "You little brat. I'll shut your mouth."

I grabbed a chair and put it in front of me. Stretching my neck, I shouted to his girlfriend, "Miss, look. He hits women. How scary it is."

Kellan, who was about to hit me, stopped what he was doing, and his hand was in mid-air.

He turned his head and smiled awkwardly at his girlfriend.

"Linda, don't listen to Libby's nonsense. We've been playing like this since we were kids. How could I, a grown-up man, hit a woman?"

He laughed so awkwardly.

Seeing that the situation was not right, my mom got up to meditate. She said, "They have been fighting since they were young. They are only one year apart in age, one doesn't act like an uncle, and one doesn't behave like a niece. Come on. Let's sit down and get ready to eat."

Kellan smiled and coaxed his girlfriend to sit at the dining table.

I quietly moved behind him while he wasn't paying attention. Then I gently moved his chair away.

The next second, he sat on the ground with a thud.

Before he had a chance to curse, I laughed first and said, "Don't get angry. It's just a joke."