I was Reborn to Stop My Son's Wedding

When my son told me he’d proposed to his girlfriend, I was overjoyed. Then he said they planned to be childfree.

I thought, ‘Young people say things like that. Give it a few years—they’ll change their minds.’

So I gave them my blessing.

But just a year after their wedding, my son fell from the 47th floor of his company’s skyscraper.

My husband and I rushed to the scene. On the way, our car’s brakes failed.

They said both of us died on impact.

She—my daughter-in-law—walked away with our family’s fortune. Billions.

But I couldn’t just move on. My soul clung to the bedroom.