Chapter 1

My husband died, and he left his entire inheritance to his high school sweetheart.

He completely forgot that because of his heart failure, he spent twenty years bedridden, and I was the one who dragged my exhausted body to take care of him day and night.

But despite his terminal illness, he decided to leave everything to her after he died.

I wanted to find a lawyer to contest the will, but my son just said coldly, "Mom, you were the one who ruined Dad and Serena's love."

"Now that Dad is gone, isn't it only right to give Serena some compensation?"

"Dad is dead now. Why can't you just let us be?"

I bowed my head and let out a dry laugh. "Us," he said.

He clearly forgot that everything he and his father possessed was something I had given them.

Looking at Henry, who was about to be buried, I felt a chill run down my spine.

If I hadn't insisted on overseeing the funeral today, I never would have known about that will until the day I died.

I remember when Henry was on his deathbed, he specifically told me not to get involved in the funeral arrangements. He said he didn't want me to see him in such a pathetic state. He even stuffed a gold bracelet into my hand, saying it was the only thing he could give me now.

But in the end? He had secretly left all his properties to Serena.

I didn't even know these properties existed until now.

It turns out he had been paving the way for Serena behind my back for a long time.

I had been with him since I was twenty. We were married for forty-eight years.

These forty-eight years weren't enough to make me see what kind of person he really was.

I took a deep breath, trying to control my emotions, and asked, "Why? Why would you all treat me like this?"

"I was the one taking care of your father all this time, yet this is how you treat me in the end!"

Jason sneered, looking at me with disdain. "It's come to this, and you still want to argue in front of Dad?"

"He's dead! Why can't you just let it go?"

"You're torturing him even after he's gone?!"

I looked at the son I had raised for twenty years, the one who dared to defy me like this, and felt a sharp pain in my chest. My hands trembled, and my breathing grew rapid.

"How dare you!"

"I am your mother! How dare you speak to me like that!"

"Did you ever consider me when you did this?"

Jason didn't even hesitate. "You have me to bury you when you die, so what are you afraid of?"

"Besides, Serena is all alone now. Isn't it right that we take better care of her?"

"How can you be so heartless!"

I was so angry I felt like I was going to vomit blood. He must have forgotten something.

It was I who sat by Henry's bedside, caring for him day and night. Because of his heart failure, he couldn't even get out of bed. I took care of all his needs, his food, his hygiene, without ever complaining.

Meanwhile, Jason couldn't even look at him without a disgusted frown.

I had given too much for this family, but no one cared.

I swallowed my grievances and ordered the house manager nearby, "Since he cares so much about taking care of other women, there's no need for a burial."

"Keep the money meant for the coffin and use it for Serena's retirement instead!"

As soon as Jason heard this, he panicked. He stood in front of the coffin and shouted, "No!"

"I'd like to see who dares to touch my father!"

"Mom, how can you do this? How can you look Dad in the eye after this?"

I laughed coldly and retorted, "And how can "you" look "me" in the eye?"

"I have sacrificed forty-eight years for this family!"