Part 1Let Go Of My Obsession To Save Others

When I divorced, I walked away with absolutely nothing just to secure sole custody of my daughter.

To give her a decent life, I worked myself to the bone.

I never imagined she would turn on me for a deadbeat.

Even less did I expect her to conspire with him to paralyze me, strip me of my wealth, and eventually kill me.

But now, granted a second chance at life, I decided to give her the exact freedom she begged for.

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"Just because your own marriage was a failure, you want to ruin mine too?"

I opened my eyes to the sight of my daughter, Amber, violently smashing my favorite clay teapot onto the hardwood floor. Her eyes were bloodshot, staring at me with a pure, unadulterated venom that made her look more like a mortal enemy than my child.

A sharp fragment of the clay sliced across my shin, leaving a thin crimson trail. I stared at the bleeding cut, utterly dazed.

How was this possible? Just a second ago, I was in a hospice room, watching this love-blind girl rip the oxygen tube from my face. How was I suddenly back in my own living room?

Seeing my silence, Amber’s rage only intensified. Vicious words poured from her mouth.

"No wonder Dad left you! You deserved it! You deserve to grow old and die alone! Nobody could ever love a monster like you!" Just as in my memory, she grabbed a glass mug from the coffee table and hurled it down.

The shattering sound was incredibly sharp and real.

I had actually traveled back in time.

Perhaps even the heavens thought my previous death was too pathetic, granting me a chance to rewrite my fate. This time, I would not walk down the same path of self-destruction.

I looked up at Amber, the child I carried for nine months and cherished above my own life. Years ago, when her father cheated on me, I sacrificed every penny of our marital assets just to keep her. In return, she plotted with a parasite to ruin me, ultimately pushing me into an early grave.

The sheer coldness of it shivered through my bones.

In this timeline, I had locked her inside the house to stop her from moving in with Jared. That was why she was throwing this tantrum.

In my past life, I had refused to let her go. She had grabbed a wooden chair, struck me over the head until I blacked out, and fled. If the neighbors hadn't found me in time, I would have bled out right there.

This time, I was going to hand her the freedom she craved.

I pinched the bridge of my nose and said coldly, "Quiet, Amber. Let me ask you one last time. Are you absolutely determined to be with Jared? Even knowing he is a lazy fraud, a parasite who only wants you for your family money, you still want him?"

She shrieked in response. "He is not like that! You are just a bitter, hateful woman who projects her own misery onto everyone else! I am going to be with him! If you try to stop me, I'll end my life right in front of you!"

In my previous life, that threat had terrified me. I had begged her, pleaded with her to see the truth, but she only spat in my face.

"Fine. This is the absolute end of the line, Amber. If you walk out that door with him, you are willing to cut all ties with me?"

A spark of excitement flashed in her eyes, almost disturbingly bright. "Yes! I don't want a suffocating, controlling mother anyway! Let me go, and whatever happens to me from now on has absolutely nothing to do with you!"

My heart had already died in my previous life. Hearing these words again brought nothing but a numb silence.

"Very well. Go. From this day forward, you are no longer my daughter. I believe you already drafted the termination of parental rights agreement? Hand it over. I'll sign it right now."

In my past life, after spending two days in the hospital, I had returned to find a blood-stained agreement lying on the floor where I had collapsed, already signed by Amber.

Hearing my words, Amber snatched the document from her bag and shoved it into my hands. "Sign it! Hurry up!"

It was a standard dual-copy agreement. I signed my name without a single second of hesitation.

"Go on then. Chase your happily ever after. You got what you wanted, Amber. You no longer have a mother."

"As if I care. I still have my dad."