Reborn as the Baby Who Heard Everything

In my past life, my mom caused my CEO dad William's car accident death, made my grandparents go bankrupt and commit suicide, and framed uncle Marcus to be imprisoned.

After being reborn, they all teamed up to take revenge on my mom.

Dad stared at Mom's slightly rounded belly with a sinister look in his eyes.

"Vivian, you want to use the fake pregnancy trick to manipulate me again? In this life, I will never believe you again!"

The next second, he unexpectedly heard my thoughts:

[Fake pregnancy? Dad, do you think I don't exist? I'm here~ Dad, you're so handsome and look so capable. You'll definitely protect me and Mom!]

Dad froze in shock. Marcus sneered from the side:

"Vivian deliberately says she's pregnant to gain our sympathy, then she'll start plotting to destroy us. This life, I'll make her wish she were dead first!"

Mom looked at them in confusion while I desperately kicked inside her belly.

[Marcus, Vivian isn't lying. When I come out, you have to give me a hug!]

Everyone stared at Mom's slightly rounded belly and suddenly fell silent.

Didn't Delia say that Vivian was faking the pregnancy?

Then who was this little one making a racket in her belly?

Under the hospital's cold lighting, the entire family's eyes were glued to Mom's slightly swollen abdomen.

I shyly curled up and rolled half a circle in the warm womb.

[So many people are staring at me~ I'm getting embarrassed!]

Dad and Marcus's bodies both trembled imperceptibly at the same time. Grandpa and Grandma also exchanged surprised glances. They all clearly heard this sweet, childish complaint.

Delia remained completely oblivious, only puzzled by everyone's suddenly even more bizarre silence.

The dagger in Dad's hand clattered to the floor.

He stared fixedly at Mom's belly, his expression gradually changing from sinister to uncertain and suspicious.

Mom looked up at him and asked in confusion.

"What fake pregnancy? William, are you just too excited about becoming a father?"

"And Mom, Dad, Marcus, why do you all look so terrible? Aren't you happy that I'm pregnant?"

No one present paid attention to Mom's confusion. Their eyes were filled only with deep resentment.

"Doctor!" Dad suddenly shouted toward the door. "Schedule a prenatal checkup for her immediately. A full examination!"

The fake daughter Delia quickly grabbed Dad's sleeve, her voice tinged with urgency.

"William, didn't you see with your own eyes in the past life that her big belly was stuffed with a pillow? Plus, the private doctor I found earlier clearly said she wasn't pregnant. Why check again?"

Hearing this, my little feet gently kicked against the uterine wall.

[Delia is lying again. In the past life, Mom was definitely pregnant with me, but she was pushed down the stairs by bad people and lost me.]

[I could only become a little ghost to wipe Mom's tears.]

[I pounded with my little hands until they were sore just to get this chance to be reborn and return to the womb.]

Thinking of this, my nose tingled. I couldn't help but nuzzle the uterine wall gently like a little kitten.

[Don't be afraid, Mom. This time I'll definitely protect you. I'm looking forward to seeing this world and meeting Mom and Dad.]

"Shut up, everyone shut up!" Dad suddenly covered his ears, his pupils constricting violently as he stared at Mom's belly.

"Doctor! Immediately, right now, prenatal examination!"

Delia's eyes flashed with panic. Marcus couldn't help but furrow his brow.

During the examination, when the cold coupling gel touched Mom's belly, I curiously twisted.

[Wow! The cool gel is like jelly~ Is the doctor using the probe to find me? I'm here, I'm here! Let William see me!]

Dad unconsciously held his breath, staring intently at the screen.

Marcus also unconsciously stepped forward half a step. Grandpa and Grandma clenched their hands even tighter.

The ultrasound machine beeped once, and the screen showed a little bean-sized outline actively kicking its legs.

"Fourteen weeks pregnant, fetal heartbeat monitoring normal." The doctor pushed up his glasses. "Vivian is indeed pregnant, and the baby is very healthy and active."

The color drained completely from Delia's face. She quickly spoke up:

"Impossible! In the past life, you all saw it. She falsely accused me of pushing her down the stairs, and after the 'miscarriage,' what fell out was a pillow. William, you saw it with your own eyes too. How could she really be pregnant?"

The whole family was stunned, but echoing in their minds was my earlier statement [pushed down the stairs by bad people and lost me].

Especially Dadhearing my cheerful thoughts and looking at the little bean that definitely existed on the screen, his expression was extremely complex.

Seeing everyone's expressions waver, Delia immediately put on that innocent look and spoke softly and weakly.

"Maybe we really did misunderstand Vivian in the past life. She was truly pregnant then but accidentally miscarried, then became mentally unstable and mistook the pillow for a baby."

"I just can't understand... how could someone with intellectual disabilities who's also mentally unstable be so calculating and capable of plotting to destroy us?"

Hearing this, Marcus immediately sneered coldly, his eyes full of vigilance and hatred.

"So what if it's not fake pregnancy?"

"The fact remains that Vivian destroyed our family in the past life!"

"And what good child could this vicious woman's belly produce? Probably just a bastard here to collect debts!"

[Marcus is so mean! How can he call me a bastard!]

I pouted in grievance and unhappily turned over in Mom's belly.

Marcus choked on this sudden protest and fell silent.

Mom seemed to sense something and gently touched her belly.

She looked even more confused at her family members.

"You're all so strange. Can pregnancy really involve past and present lives?"

No one had any intention of explaining the past life to a simple-minded beauty.

Delia's eyes turned cold, but when she looked at Marcus and the grandparents, her voice was dripping with tea-scented concern.

"Marcus, how can you say that about Vivian and the unborn child? Vivian doesn't know anything now, and her intelligence is low. Maybe in the past life, that viciousness..."

"Enough!"

Dad suddenly cut her off sharply.

He rubbed his temples, his mind full of my statement about "becoming a little ghost to wipe Mom's tears." His heart ached inexplicably.

"Even if she's bad, the child is innocent."

Though his tone was still harsh, it clearly lacked the killing intent from before.

Grandpa also frowned. Looking at his daughter's confused, innocent eyes and swollen abdomen, he spoke in a low voice.

"Before things are completely clear, everyone should say less."

His gaze swept over Delia with a trace of subtle scrutiny.

Grandma looked at the little life on the screen, and her eyes also flashed with an imperceptible softness.

Seeing them actually begin to waver, Delia panicked inside, but her face showed even more grievance.

"That's true. Maybe this life our family can have a good ending!"

Hearing this, the family members seemed to see all the events of the past life replayed before their eyes again. They didn't dare lower their guard or let go of the hatred in their hearts.

Seeing the desired effect achieved, Delia immediately looked at Mom provocatively.

"Vivian, see how much everyone cares about you? You must 'keep' the baby safe."

Mom completely missed the malice in her words and responded with a bright, foolish smile, nodding vigorously.

"Thank you, Delia. I'll work hard with the baby!"

Delia was choked by her innocent response and almost couldn't maintain her expression.

Returning to the Lester family manor, the atmosphere remained heavy.

Though Dad no longer mentioned "torturing Mom," his eyes remained cold.

Grandpa and Grandma were silent. Marcus even moved to the guest house farthest from the main residence, out of sight, out of mind, but his ears seemed to constantly echo with that "Marcus is mean" comment.

Weekend family dinner.

A critically important bid price document from Grandpa's study went missing.

"Search! Search thoroughly!" Grandpa's face turned iron-blue with anger. "Only family members knew where this document was kept!"

All suspicious eyes immediately focused on Mom.

After all, in the past life, the one who leaked company secrets was Mom.

Delia supported Grandpa, seemingly worried but actually guiding with every sentence.

"Vivian, you were the only one who entered Dad's study these past few days. I know your memory isn't good during pregnancy, but the document is very important. Think hard about where you put it?"

Mom looked bewildered, trying hard to remember.

"I did go into the study to bring Dad some ginseng tea, but I didn't touch any documents..."

[Delia wants to make Mom take the blame again! It was clearly her who sneaked into the study last night, took Grandpa's documents, and hid them under the carpet.]

[I saw everything. You want to frame Mom again, bad person!]

I angrily tugged at the umbilical cord in Mom's belly.

William, Marcus, Grandpa, and Grandma's faces all changed at the same time!

Their gazes shot toward the corner of the study carpet!

Sure enough, there was a small, barely noticeable bulge there.

Noticing his line of sight, Delia's expression changed drastically. She instinctively moved to block it with her hand.

Dad's face darkened to the point of dripping water, his eyes coldly fixed on her.

"Take out the documents you hid under the carpet!"

Delia stepped back in fear: "William, I didn't..."

"Take it out." Dad's tone brooked no argument.

Finally, the missing documents were found under the carpet.

Frame-up, ironclad evidence.

Tears immediately welled up in Delia's eyes.

Her shoulders trembled slightly, looking extremely aggrieved.

"I was the one who hid them. I'm sorry."

"I was just so scared. I was afraid Vivian would leak such important documents like she did in the past life, causing our family to go bankrupt and starting a tragic life."

"I didn't know what to do. In a moment of panic... I thought I'd hide them first and secretly put them back after the bid ended. That way it would be foolproof."

This reason was full of holes and even somewhat stupid.

However, watching Delia cry so heartbrokenly and mention the misery of the past life, the severity in Grandpa and Grandma's eyes faded slightly, replaced by complexity and understanding.

As if her foolish action was truly out of love and fear for the family.

Marcus immediately stepped forward, shielding her.

"Delia was also thinking of this family. She just used the wrong method! Compared to someone who deliberately plotted in the past life and destroyed us all, what does this unintentional mistake matter?"

I lay in Mom's belly, my little feet idly paddling through the amniotic fluid.

[Marcus, Delia wasn't unintentional at all. She was deliberately framing Mom.]

[If William hadn't helped Mom this time, Mom would've been blamed for leaking secrets again like in the past life. Silly Marcus, I won't play with you anymore!]

Marcus's body suddenly stiffened. The arm protecting Delia seemed to freeze as well, his mood heavy.

Dad's brow furrowed tightly. Staring at the crying Delia without speaking immediately, the suspicion in his eyes deepened.

Over the next few days, similar incidents happened one after another.

Whenever anything bad happened in the house, all evidence would point to my mom.

Each time, when the whole family looked at the bewildered Mom with their habitual hateful gazes, my clear and urgent thoughts would ring out timely, pointing out key evidence like a little detective.

At first, they were still skeptical, but every time they investigated according to the "hints," they found evidence precisely and without error, proving Mom's innocence.

Again and again.

Dad's gaze toward Mom was no longer the pure hatred from the beginning, but filled with incredulous confusion.

Grandpa and Grandma looked at Mom's consistently clear eyes with a touch of foolishness and innocent expression, then compared it with Delia's pale excuses every time she was exposed. They fell into prolonged silence.

Even the most steadfast Marcus, faced with "coincidence" after "coincidence" and evidence after evidence, gradually couldn't immediately speak up in Delia's defense. He only looked at Mom with increasingly complex and scrutinizing eyes.

Could it be that the vicious woman Vivian who destroyed them in the past life was actually innocent?

After a business dinner ended, Dad and Marcus went to the parking garage to get the car. Mom and Delia followed.

Suddenly, a dozen men wielding clubs with malicious expressions surrounded them from the shadows.

"William, Marcus, long time no see?" The leader grinned viciously. "Finally caught you alone. This time, if I don't cripple you, I've lived for nothing!"

"You even brought two pretty women along. Perfect, we'll deal with them together!"

I jumped anxiously in Mom's belly.

[This didn't happen in the past life. Why are bad people suddenly coming to bully William and Marcus? You must be careful!]

Hearing my thoughts, Dad and Marcus's faces both turned stern. They quickly positioned themselves back-to-back in a defensive stance.

Dad looked at the sleazy leader, his face darkening. "Watch your mouth. Say one more word and I'll tear it apart."

Marcus's face was also extremely grim. "Delia, Vivian, you two leave first."

Delia's voice trembled. "No, with so many people, how can I leave you behind? We're family!"

Even with her low intelligence, Mom could see the danger. Protecting her belly, she dropped a sentence.

"Okay, I'll go first!"

With that, she actually turned around and ran without hesitation!

Her speed was so fast she barely seemed like a pregnant woman.

Watching her decisive departure, "abandoning" them to save herself, Dad and Marcus couldn't help but feel heartbroken.

The hatred that had recently wavered surged up again.

Marcus sneered, his tone full of sarcasm.

"Sure enough, when danger comes, she's not stupid anymore. Her selfish nature is exposed completely! Just like in the past life. We actually believed her time after time. We've been fools for two lifetimes."

Dad's thin lips pressed tightly. Though he didn't speak, his eyes also grew colder.

Seeing Mom run away, Delia's eyes flashed with surprise and then triumph, before quickly switching to an extremely worried expression.

"Marcus, William, even if Vivian doesn't care about our lives, she's still pregnant. With so many bad people here, I'm worried. I'll go check on her!"

After speaking, she also quickly ran off, but didn't chase after Mom's footsteps. Instead, she hailed a car with a cold smile and drove away.

In the parking garage, Dad and Marcus stood back-to-back, surrounded by a dozen thugs wielding iron clubs.

Both were injured. Dad's mouth was cut and bleeding, and Marcus's white shirt shoulder was seeping blood.

The leader's eyes gleamed viciously as he raised the cold iron club.

"Brothers, they're worn out. Everyone attack together. They're worth a lot, at least a few million each. If we sell their organs separately, they're worth even more!"

The crowd was about to surge forward again. Dad and Marcus's faces looked extremely grim.

At this moment, my thoughts rang out first from the darkness.

[There's no signal in the parking garage, but Mom already called the police and called Grandpa and Grandma. The police will be here soon. William and Marcus, you must hold on.]

[Mom, you must protect yourself too. I'm so scared and worried.]

Then came Mom's scream. She rushed out of the parking garage holding a thick wooden stick, drenched in sweat.

"Stop! No one can bully William and Marcus!"

Dad's eyes were full of shock and astonishment.

Marcus's ear was injured and bleeding profusely. He couldn't hear anything. Seeing Mom run back, his face was full of mockery and hatred.

"You didn't think about sticking together just now, but now you're running back to fake concern. Vivian, did you come back to watch us get beaten to death? Seeing us about to die again, are you happy?"

Mom ignored Marcus's mockery. Seeing the group swing clubs toward Marcus's head

"Marcus!" She rushed over like a madwoman and threw herself onto Marcus. The heavy iron club struck her body hard and ruthlessly.

Mom screamed and, right in front of Marcus, her whole body went limp and fell to the ground.

Bright red blood instantly gushed from between her legs, quickly staining her light-colored dress crimson.

Two voices, shocked to the point of distortion, simultaneously tore through the silent night sky.

"Vivian?!"