Killed By Son, Reborn For Daughter

Synopsis

My son was always irritable, an absolute brute. Even as I was dying, he kept beating me. "You old hag, who the hell do you think you are, daring to discipline me?" My young daughter tried to shield me with her tiny body, but she couldn't stop Daryl's punches. "Get lost, you worthless brat, or I'll make sure you take a beating, too!" When I opened my eyes again, I found myself a year in the past. I gently reminded my husband, "Just remember to go along with whatever he says, or he really might kill you."