I Have Returned with the Truth
I suddenly opened my eyes, and the familiar baby room came into view — in an ivory cradle, my son was clenching his little fists and softly humming, sunlight filtering through the sheer curtains and illuminating his chubby cheeks.
This was neither the hospital morgue nor the site of a car accident.
I lifted my hand to touch my arm—no wounds, no blood.
Looking down at the nightstand, the electronic calendar clearly showed the date — five days before her son's full month celebration.
My heart pounded wildly.
Scenes from my past life surged back like a tide: the glaring flashes at the full month celebration, my mother-in-law thrusting the paternity test report in front of me, guests whispering with contempt...
"Stacy Lynn, how dare you bring an illegitimate child into the Jones Family!" my mother-in-law's sharp voice still rang in my ears.
I held my son tightly, trying to explain, but my husband, Caleb Jones, pushed me aside.
The disgust in his eyes was like an ice pick, piercing me painfully.
"Get lost, and never come back with your child." He said.
After that, I became the "shameless woman" hated by everyone online, pointed at and gossiped about wherever I went.
Until the day an out-of-control truck came charging at me and my son, I held him tightly, only able to cry out "I'm unwilling" in my heart.
My son's crying snapped me back to reality.
I quickly picked him up and gently patted his back.
The little guy immediately stopped crying. With wet eyes, he stared at me, clutching my collar with his small hand.
"Baby, don't be afraid. Mommy is here." I pressed my forehead against his, my voice trembling uncontrollably.
This time, I will never let the tragedy of my past life repeat itself.
My mother-in-law's fake report, Caleb Jones's coldness, the violence online... I will make everyone who has hurt us, mother and son, pay.
Footsteps approached outside the door—it was my mother-in-law, Hanna Clark.
I quickly laid my son back in the cradle and steadied my emotions.
"Stacy, come down to eat when you wake up. Caleb has to go to the company today; don't keep him waiting too long." Her voice came through the door, without any hint of unusualness—just as kind as it was before the full month celebration in the previous life.
I took a deep breath and responded, "Understood, Mom, I'll be there right away."
The woman in the mirror still looked a little pale, but there was a determination in her eyes that hadn't appeared in the previous life.
Reborn once again, I am no longer the weak and easily bullied young mistress of the Jones Family.
I am Stacy Lynn, a mother determined to protect my son and uncover the truth.
When I went downstairs, Caleb Jones was already sitting at the dining table reading the newspaper.
He was dressed in a dark gray suit, his hair meticulously combed, his profile still as handsome as before, but I no longer felt a trace of affection.
"Awake?" He glanced up slightly, his tone so indifferent it was as if he were speaking to a stranger.
"Mm." I pulled out a chair and sat down, my eyes resting on the breakfast on the table—fried eggs, milk, toast—all things I used to love, but now they only made me feel nauseous.
Hanna Clark came over carrying a plate of fruit, smiling as she said, "Stacy, eat more fruit to get some vitamins. You look like you've lost weight recently."
I tugged at the corner of my mouth but said nothing.
In my previous life, she "cared" for me like this too, but then she turned around and spread false accusations about me with a fake report.
After dinner, Caleb Jones picked up his briefcase, ready to leave.
When he reached the entryway, his phone rang.
He glanced at the caller ID, hesitated briefly, then went to the balcony to answer.
I pretended to tidy the dining table and quietly edged closer to the balcony.
"Melody, what's wrong?" His voice softened, completely different from the tone he used when speaking to me earlier.
"Melody?" A chill tightened my chest—it was his widowed sister-in-law, Melody Scott.
"... I know. Don't worry, I'll make time this afternoon to come see you."
"Mm, remember to take your medicine on time, and don't tire yourself out."
"Okay, I'm hanging up now."
He ended the call and turned to look at me. A flicker of panic flashed in his eyes before he quickly regained his composure.
"I still have things to handle at the company, so I'm leaving now." After saying that, he hurried out without waiting for my response.
I stood frozen, my fingers clenched white.
In my previous life, I never doubted their relationship; I only thought Caleb was looking after his widowed sister-in-law.
But now, looking back, his concern for Melody had long since crossed the boundaries of a normal relative relationship.
In the afternoon, I used the excuse of delivering documents to Caleb Jones and went to his company.
Just as I reached the door of his office, I heard a woman's laughter from inside.
It was Melody Scott's voice.
I pushed open the door and saw Melody sitting in Caleb's office chair, playing with his pen, while Caleb stood beside her, looking down and smiling as he spoke.
When they saw me enter, both of them froze.
Melody quickly stood up, brushed back her hair, and smiled, saying, "Stacy, what are you doing here?"
I ignored her and looked at Caleb Jones. "I'm here to deliver the documents to you."
Caleb took the documents, frowning. "Let the assistant handle these minor matters. You should just stay home and take care of the child."
"If I hadn't come, how else would I have seen such a 'heartwarming' scene?" I stared at Melody Scott, my tone dripping with sarcasm.
Melody's face went pale as she tugged on Caleb's arm. "Caleb, I have something else to attend to. I'm leaving first."
After she left, only Caleb and I remained in the office.
"What do you mean by that?" Caleb Jones's expression darkened.
"What do you mean by that?" I sneered coldly, "Caleb Jones, Melody Scott is your sister-in-law. Aren't you paying a little too much attention to her?"
"So what if I care about her? Her husband just left not long ago. As her brother-in-law, isn't it only natural to look after her?" He stiffened his neck and snapped back.
"Look after her?" I stepped forward, locking eyes with him. "Looking after her means hiding away in the office, laughing together? Taking time every day to visit her? Caleb Jones, do you honestly think you have no other intentions toward her?"
He was so thoroughly questioned by me that he was left speechless, his face flushing red and then pale.
I looked at his miserable state, feeling no satisfaction—only disappointment.
In my previous life, I sacrificed so much for him, only to be repaid with betrayal and slander.
"Caleb Jones, you better remember, I am still your wife, and Melody Scott is your sister-in-law." After saying that, I turned and walked away.
As I left his company, I took out my phone and dialed a number.
The call connected quickly, and I heard my friend Quinn Xavier's cheerful voice: "Stacy? Why are you calling me all of a sudden?"
"Quinn, I need you to help me look into something." My voice was steady.
"Look into something? What's so serious?" Quinn's tone became serious.
I found a quiet cafe to sit down and told her everything—my experiences from the past life and the discoveries in this one—without leaving out a single detail.
There was a long silence on the other end, then Quinn's voice came through angrily: "That old hag Hanna Clark! That scumbag Caleb Jones! And Melody Scott, that b*tch! They really treated you like that!"
"Quinn, now is not the time to be angry." I took a deep breath. "I was reincarnated, back to five days before the full month celebration. I can't let them hurt me and the child again."
"What do you want to do? I'll help you with whatever you need!" Quinn said immediately.
"I need you to help me check the financial transactions of two people." I paused. "One is Hanna Clark, the other is Caleb Jones. Also, I suspect Melody Scott is involved with them. It's best to check her too."
"No problem!" Quinn agreed without hesitation. "My dad knows people at the bank, so checking the financial flows will be easy. But why do you need this evidence?"
"In my previous life, Hanna Clark falsely accused me using a fake paternity test report. This time, I will reveal her scheme at the full month celebration." My eyes hardened. "As for Caleb Jones and Melody Scott, their disgraceful actions should also be exposed to everyone."
After ending the call with Quinn Xavier, I dialed another number — my older brother Charles Lynn's.
"Brother." Hearing his voice, tears welled up in my eyes.
After being cast out of the Jones Family in my previous life, my brother kept trying to help me. But by then, I was already crushed and overwhelmed by online abuse, and ultimately missed the chance to meet him.
It wasn't until I died in the car accident that my older brother received the news; they say he broke down on the spot.
"Stacy? What's wrong? Are you being wronged?" Charles Lynn's voice was full of worry. "I told you Caleb Jones wasn't a good person, but you refused to listen."
"Brother, I know I was wrong." I sniffled. "But it's not too late—I've been reincarnated, back five days before the full month celebration."
I told Charles everything that happened in my previous life and shared my plans for this one.
There was silence on the other end for a long time, then Charles's voice broke with suppressed tears: "This is wonderful... Stacy, this is wonderful... Don't worry, this time I'll protect you—no one will dare hurt you or the child!"
"Brother, on the day of the full month celebration, I need you to bring me a genuine paternity test report." I said, "I will send you the child's sample in advance. Please have it tested at a reliable institution."
"No problem!" Charles Lynn immediately agreed. "Don't worry, I will contact the testing agency myself to ensure there are no mistakes.""Also, on the day of the full month celebration, I will bring a few extra people with me to prevent anyone from the Jones Family from causing trouble."
After hanging up with my older brother, I felt much more at ease.
With the help of my older brother and Quinn Xavier, I am certain I will succeed this time.
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