Chapter 2

When I woke up, I was already in the hospital.

The nurse told me, "Lucky thing someone passing by found you, otherwise you would've lost that leg."

Just as I was about to thank her, my mother's call came through.

"Who gave you permission to leave?

Aria, are you scheming to harm Madeline again?"

My mother's hysterical voice sounded like she hated me to the bone.

Before I could respond, she scoffed coldly.

"Aria, you forced my hand."

I didn't know what my mother would do, but I knew she wouldn't let me off.

Before, for Madeline's sake, my mother had directly destroyed my father's grave.

She'd said, "Your daughter deserves to die.

Now you can atone for her first."

Thinking of this, I quickly called back, only to discover I'd been blocked.

I stared helplessly at my phone, still unable to understand.

My mother used to treat me well, but ever since I married Ethan, she changed.

I still remember how my mother had said, "If you insist on marrying Ethan, I'll kill myself."

It was only after Ethan talked to her that she reluctantly agreed to our marriage.

After the wedding, my mother rarely contacted me.

Instead, she grew close to Ethan.

It wasn't until Madeline returned to the country that I understood why.

That day was also my birthday, but they both stood me up.

Later, they all appeared on Madeline's social media.

That's when I learned that Madeline was Ethan's first love, and she was also the daughter of my mother's first love.

How wonderful to be someone's first love.

But me?

I was nothing.