I Died And Came Back To Expose My Stepmothers Schemes

Mom's bestie married my dad and became my stepmother.

She told me she'd love me in Mom's place.

She blew through $30,000 in two days, then told my dad I had threatened to ruin their lives if she didn't give me the money.

She sold her jewelry, claiming I forced her to help pay off my boyfriend's debts, threatening to jump into a river if she refused.

She was having an affair with my dad's male secretary, They were making love in a car when she had a miscarriage, but she told my dad I pushed her down the stairs to prevent her from having a child for protecting my inheritance.

Finally, Dad disowned me and abandoned me in the countryside to fend for myself.

On the way, she and her lover murdered me and buried me in the wilderness.

When I opened my eyes again, I was back at the day stepmom had her miscarriage after making love with her lover in the car.

Sophia cheated with Dad's secretary. Every time she sneaked out, she told Dad it was because I called her out.

Either I was threatening suicide over a breakup, or I was drunk and causing a scene in a bar. She even made up stories about me having an STD and needing treatment."

If Dad hadn't stormed into my place last life, listing every "sin" I'd supposedly committed, I'd never have known how creatively she'd slandered me.

Right now, Dad's calls are blowing up my phone.

I answer to his rapid-fire accusations. "What disgusting mess did you drag your stepmom into now?"

"Have a conscience, Summer! Your stepmom's about to give birth. Stop tormenting her!"

When I stay silent, he grew even angrier, his voice rising to a roar. "Summer! I'm warning you! I finally have a chance to have a child with her. If you dare let anything happen to her or the baby, you'll regret it. Send her back home now!"

He used to be gentle. Never lost his temper with past girlfriends.

But Sophia whispered that those women were gold-diggers faking sweetness.

So, I had driven away many women from his side.

The result? While my dad and I were locked in a battle of wills, Sophia became the woman in his bed and got pregnant.

If I hadn't seen them holding hands downtown, I would still have been happily thinking I had a great friend who was helping my dad avoid gold-diggers.

They married quickly, with a baby on the way. Fine. Let him have his wish.

But after the wedding, Dad's accusations became routine.

The problem was, I never knew what Sophia was really doing! I just covered for her when she begged.

It wasn't until that day when my dad stormed into my home with the severance papers, screaming that he was disowning me, that I realized I had been carrying the blame for so many things.

Remembering his cruelty last lifeand how Sophia and her toy boy slaughtered me, a burning rage surged within me.

Sophia, today I'llpersonally expose your degrading disguise.

Dad, you'll see exactly how your "precious child" was made.

I smirked coldly. "Your wife's busy with her whip play. She doesn't want to come home. Maybe you should fetch herat the park she always mentions."

As I hung up, fists pounded my door.

Dad shoved past me, storming through my apartmentbedroom, kitchen, bathroom, even closetssearching for Sophia.

His face was red, veins bulging on his neck. "What exactly did you make your stepmom do? Where is she? Why said she was playing with whips with you at the park, so why are you here?"

"You're a pathological liar! If I'd known you'd turn out like this, I should have strangled you at birth!"

His fury was delicious.

Good. Get angrier. The best is yet to come.

I leisurely sat back on the sofa and took a sip of coffee. "I said she's playing with whips. Not with me. with one, or several, lovers who are younger and handsomer than you.."

Dad's eyes turned feral. He slapped me. "Don't project your filth onto your stepmom!"

Sophia had always been secretive about her affairs. I only learned how wild she was after her "lover murdered me last life.

Her hookup spots? No clue.

"She's a grown woman, not my pet. How would I know where she is?"

Dad's patience snapped. His goons pinned me to a chair as he slapped me again. "Slander her again, and you'll regret it."

"You think silence saves you? I'll make you talk."

He grinned darkly, snatched my phone, and called my boyfriend, Evan.

"Babe? What's up?"

Dad muted me, put Evan on speaker. "Evan, it's me."

Evan tensed. "Sir, I promise I'll treat Summer right"

Dad cut in coldly. "Don't bother. I owe you an apology for setting you up with my failure of a daughter."

"You don't know? Summer's mentally ill. She's always threatening suicide, getting drunk and causing scenes, forcing her stepmom to bail her out of the police station in the middle of the night."

"She sleeps around and caught an STD. I only learned later."

"Break up. Don't let her ruin your life."

Not a shred of mercy. No thought for how this would destroy me.

In that moment, I finally understood the true meaning of the saying: 'A stepmother guarantees a stepfather.'

Silence hung. Then Evan hung up.

He won't believe it.

Evan was my dad's business partner's son, set up by my dad. But our relationship had always been good. He always trusted me.

Dad smirked triumphantly. "No more stepmom cleaning up your messes. Stop clinging to her again."

Amidst my anger, a wave of bitterness washed over me. Today was Mom's death anniversary. Like my previous life, he was completely consumed by Sophia, without a single word for my mom.

I broke free from the man holding me, grabbed Mom's photo, and yelled, eyes stinging: "ou only have that Sophia woman in your heart now! Did you even remember my mom? Today is her death anniversary!"

Bringing it up only made him more unhinged.

"Your mom, your mom, that's all you care about! All she left me was a troublemaker, a little bitch just as trashy as she was!"

"Sophia's a saint for putting up with your lies!"

" Adam John, you're vile!" I screamed.

"Calling your father vile? Fine. I'll show you vile."

"Rip down her photos! Burn that woman's things!"

Those were all I had left of Mom. I fought, but they held me down.

The photos weregone. My mother's things were gone.

The place was a wreck.

And since I lived on the first floor, a crowd gathered after workincluding my colleagues.

Unlike last life, this time my father chose to publicly announce my crimes and announcie our disownment.

Pointing fingers. Disgusted stares.

"She looks so kind and pretty. Who knew she'd do this?"

"A stepmom who cared so muchpregnant, still cleaning up her messes? Even with an STD? Most birth moms wouldn't bother!"

"Scammed millions from her dad but called her own dad vile. Women like her? That's a bitch."

"Cutting ties is smart. Spare yourself a lifetime of her poison."

The more they talked, the prouder my father looked, as if someone finally understood his hardship..

I stared coldly. "Fine. Want to disown me? Call Grandma, Grandpa, aunts, everyone. Let elders witness it. So you won't backtrack."

"Not disowning you would be my regret."

I checked the time. Smiled inwardly. Perfect. The show starts in thirty minutes.

After Dad's calls, a large group of relatives indeed arrived.

Good, they're here. A good show needs an audience.

Grandma scowled. "I told you to behave. Act like a lady. You're as wild as your mother."

Grandpa raised his cane. "That woman is pregnant with a child! If anything happens to it, you'll pay!"

Aunts chimed in. "Summer, wasting all that money! Such a shamecould've been invested!"

"Who does she take after? Not us Johns. So stupid."

"And an STD! Hid it well. Stay away from our homes. You're dirty."

Cousin Lily, a minor influencer, livestreamed it for clout.

Comments were harsher:

"Should've wiped her off the sheets at birth."

"Alert all of the city! Hope this woman doesn't go around harming people like that couple with STDs from a while back!"

"Disgusting. Drop the address. I've got thirty rotten eggs. The super stinky kind."

"To disgust her whole family? Impressive skills."

The internet works fast. My address leaked.

Rotten eggs. Spoiled veggies. Black dog blood. All rained on me.

I was public enemy number one.

But I didn't care. Come on. Get angrier. More people. The show's starting.

Then one person shattered my composure.

I saw his face in the crowd.

Evan.

He must've seen the news. Came to rescue me.

Gulping back tears, I signaled with my eyes: Don't. I'll handle it.

He stepped forward anywaythrough the filth.

But his expression were wrong.

He threw a gift bag at my face. "Summer. Never knew you were like this. We're breaking up. Here's your stuff. We have nothing to do with each other anymore."

" Don't tell anyone we dated. I'd be too ashamed."

My heart clenched. Pain choked me.

I tried to speak, but Evan shoved me. "Get away. Don't talk to me."

I fell. Ceramic shards sliced my palm. Blood pooled.

My hand hurt, but my heart hurt more.

He left. No looking back.

Dad seized the moment, waving disownment papers. "Sign it. I'll surprise Sophiatell her she's free of your threats and filth."

"Never call me Dad' again. Go anywhere but here."

"I gave you everything. Millions? You'd get it if you asked. But not like this. Not by shaming yourself. Not by humiliating me."

I froze. Even braced, Evan's betrayal gutted me.

"Regretting it? Too late."

His phone rang. It's Sophia.

I snapped back, signed the papers before he answered.

Sophia sobbed hysterically. "Honey I'm sorry The baby's gone"

Dad paled. "What?!"

She wept dramatically. "It was Summer! Her STD flared up again! I was taking care of her and said a few extra words She cursed me, told me to mind my own business and die, and then she pushed me down the stairs!"

"She said she said she wouldn't let another child steal her inheritance!"

Hearing this, I finally relaxed.

Truth time.

My dad looked at me, standing amidst the filth, and froze. Disbelief was written all over his face.

Sophia sobbed on, "I know you're hurt, but don't blame Summer! I promised to care for her"

"She's young! Acts without thinking But our poor baby he was only a month away from being born"

Wahhh Honey, for Summer's sake, let's not try again. I'm scared something like this will happen again.

Her "apology" hid two barbs: I was an ungrateful idiot, I was vicious, even if they had another child, I would still harm it.

But she didn't know my father's face was turning iron-gray.

"Where are you?" he gritted out.

"Hospital. Come sign papers take the baby away for a proper burial Honey, please don't punish Summer. She didn't mean it"

The crowd gaped at me.

Cousin Lily's eyes sparkled with excitementviral content. She plugged in her phone: "Hey guys, today I bring you breaking news! Remember to comment and support me if you're excited!!"

The livestream exploded:

"HOLY PLOT TWIST."

"Evil stepmom. Blind dad. Broken girl. I smell soap opera."

"OMG commenter aboveyou cursed her hardest earlier!"

"Sorry! I'm dumb but I admit it!"

You see, people are like that.

Relatives exchanged glances. My aunt spoke, "Hospital first. . No matter what, it's still our child. We should give it a proper burial."

Grandparents were sent home to avoid stress.

"Summer! To the hospital!"

The car flew. Dad's knuckles whitened on the wheel. I caught a tear.

He doesn't want to believe.

But Dad you'll have to.

I took a back alley shortcut. We arrived in under fifteen minutes.

VIP room, third floor.

Sophia lay in bed, laughing with her loverno trace of grief.

She hadn't noticed us.

Never expected Dad this fast.

Her lover frowned. "Will the old fool buy your story?"

Sophia smirked. "Of course! He's swallowed every lie I fed him. He hatehis daughter now."

"Losing the baby's perfect. His precious baby' killed by his daughter? He'll disown her. His fortune? It's ours."

Secretary Ben sighed. "If the baby lived, we'd have gotten the money faster."

"Your fault! So close to giving birth, yet you still had such a big itch. I said we could use our hands, but you insisted on going all the way!"

Sophia touched his hand sweetly. "Don't be mad. We'll make more. You father them."

"Thank god the old man's sex impotent. You're the handsome and virile one. Our babies will be gorgeous."

She checked the time. "He's coming. Go."

And my dad's face at that moment? It was truly a spectacular sight to behold.

He'd dragged me here to "prove" Sophia was coerced into slandering me.

Instead, he caught her in the act and got criticized for his sexual performance.

His fists cracked.

BANG!The door nearly splintered.

A cuckolded man's strength. Noted.