He Stole My Life for His Mistress,So I Took Everything Back

My daughter was a butterfly baby—her skin as fragile as a butterfly's wings, shattering at the slightest touch.

In my previous life, my husband found some dark practitioner who offered me a deal: trade ten years of my lifespan for three million dollars to pay for my daughter's surgery.

But he took that money and secretly used it to extend the life of his mistress's terminally ill son by ten years.

Without the surgery in time, my daughter's skin broke down completely. Infection spread through her tiny body, and she slipped away from me forever.