I was Reborn As the Daughter of My Husband and His Mistress

I died in a car accident.

When I opened my eyes again, I saw my husband.

He hugged me tightly, overjoyed, "Ella, it's good that you're okay."

I was confused. My husband and I didn't have a child, so...

Did my husband have an affair, and I reincarnated into his mistress' daughter's body?

1

Before I could ask, "Slap," I was hit hard on the shoulder.

I just felt my shoulder ached as if it were about to fall off.

Frowning slightly, I looked up to see a woman glaring at me with anger.

I cried out in fear.

Eric quickly stopped the woman, shouting, "Grace, what are you doing?"

He pushed the woman out of the hospital room and then turned to me with a warm smile.

Gently, he said, "Ella, your mom is just quick-tempered. Don't be mad at her. I didn't care for you enough before, but I'll spend more time with you from now on."

Even though I didn't want to believe it, Eric indeed had an affair. But the existence of a daughter puzzled me.

2

I cried like a little girl, "Daddy, I want to live with you."

Eric hesitated slightly, then said, "Okay. How about living with daddy and grandma?"

I put on the most innocent smile and cheered.

"Okay, thank you, daddy! I'm so happy!" Burying my head in Eric's neck, my smile vanished, and my eyes turned cold.

Grace suddenly burst into the room, her eyes filled with tears, "Eric, what about me? If you take our daughter, what will happen to me?"

Eric's eyes turned cold, "Grace, don't make a scene. My wife just died in a car accident. Now is not a good time for you to be here."

Grace pouted and sat down on a chair, "You said you would marry me."

Eric quickly smiled and spoke softly, "I didn't say I wouldn't marry you. Just wait a bit. Everyone is watching me now. Having a new mistress at home suddenly is not suitable. It wouldn't be good for you."

Grace smiled and pouted, "I'm afraid you won't care about me because I gave birth to a daughter."

Listening to their conversation made me feel nauseated.

I hated Eric even more. He wasn't the least bit sad about my death.

As they talked, Grace glanced at me with cold eyes, filled with disdain.

3

I returned to a familiar home, but my identity had changed.

No longer the mistress, I was now the master's daughter, an illegitimate child.

Eric explained my identity to his mother, who seemed to have known all along.

She didn't treat me harshly but wasn't very warm either, since she always wanted a grandson.

But she would never get a grandson in her lifetime.

Eric spoke softly, "Mom, my wife is dead. My plan is to inform her mother during the funeral. Anyway, her mother never cared much about her."

His mother glanced at him, "You are still too young. Make sure everything is done well. Don't leave any loose ends."

"Otherwise, her mother will definitely come asking for an explanation."

Eric smiled, "Mom, don't worry. When her mother comes, just follow my lead."

His mother hesitated but finally agreed after Eric's persuasion.

I was not far from them. Though they lowered their voices, I caught the key information. What was the "loose end"?

4

Many people came to my funeral. Eric appeared very sad, his eyes filled with restrained tears.

I had to admire his acting skills.