Ditching My Ungrateful Adopted Daughter

Synopsis

In my previous life, I was the center of attention, the only daughter in a wealthy family. Just because my friend said, "We're best friends." I turned my back on my parents, left everything behind, and spent more than ten years raising her daughter. I poured my heart out for my adopted daughter, spent every penny I had, but my so-called best friend just sneered at my adopted daughter behind my back. She said, "She can't have kids, she's twisted inside. Raising you is just her way of atoning for her own sins." When I was barely hanging on with late-stage stomach cancer, my adopted daughter took off with my life-saving money and hung up on me with an impatient sigh. She said, "You're not my real mom. Stop bothering me." Then, just like that, I woke up back on the day my adopted daughter turned eighteen. She was still acting all sweet and innocent, just like in my last life, thinking I'd keep spoiling her. But this time, I cut her off without a second thought. Ignoring her begging, I said coldly, "From today on, don't spend another cent of my money."