Husband Swapped Our Daughter for His Dream Girl's Love Child, So I Went on a Killing Spree

I was drowning in the icy river, struggling desperately for my last breath. No one came to save me. As I felt my soul leaving my body, a surge of hatred consumed me. Jack Wilson, the man I had loved so deeply, had been cheating on me for years. The daughter I had cherished as my own was actually the love child of Jack and his dream girl, Chloe Parker. Chloe's mocking laughter echoed in my ears as I died. My vision turned blood-red, reminiscent of the pool of blood left by my real daughter when she passed away. If I could start over, I would have my revenge - for myself and for my daughter! Suddenly, I heard the faint cry of a baby... I forced my heavy eyelids open. A white ceiling and the smell of disinfectant greeted me. Was I in a hospital? Hadn't I just drowned in the river? I slowly looked around, taking in the somewhat dated decor that seemed oddly familiar. A sharp pain in my abdomen made me cry out involuntarily. "Sweetheart, you're finally awake! You scared Mommy to death!" Mommy? I focused my gaze and saw my mother, but a much younger version of her. So... had I been reborn? Ignoring the pain, I sat up abruptly. "Mom, where's my daughter?" In my previous life, Jack had taken advantage of my postpartum weakness to switch my baby. I wouldn't let their evil plan succeed this time. My mom gently wiped the sweat from my forehead. I gripped her arm tightly. "Mom, please tell me, where did the baby go?" Unaware of my unusual behavior, my mom tried to reassure me, "Don't worry, darling. The nurse took the baby for a routine check-up. They'll bring her back soon." "Just lie down now. You shouldn't move around too much after giving birth." I stared into my mom's eyes. "Where's Jack?" Mom smiled, "Oh, he's such a doting father already. The nurse was just taking the baby for a routine check-up, but he insisted on going along." What? My heart felt like it was being squeezed by a giant hand. I couldn't breathe! No! Absolutely not! I won't let Jack succeed this time. Despite my discomfort, I jumped out of bed and ran towards the door barefoot. My mom tried to stop me, but I dodged her and rushed to the door, only to collide with someone entering. It was Jack! He was tightly cradling the baby, glaring at me disapprovingly. Seeing how protective he was of this little bastard, I felt like I couldn't breathe. Reborn into a new life, and he had still succeeded. A wave of fury surged through me. If my anger could materialize, Jack would have been incinerated on the spot! "Honey, the floor is cold. Get back to bed quickly!" Jack switched to a facade of concern for me. He thought he was hiding it well, but I could still see the malice and impatience hidden in his eyes. My mom caught up and pulled me back to bed. As soon as I was back in bed, Jack placed the little bastard next to my hand. "Honey, the baby is hungry," he said. Right on cue, the little bastard started crying. I stared coldly at her. This was the child ...