THE USELESS SON-IN-LAW REBIRTH

CHAPTER 2: A NEW FACE, A NEW LIFE

As soon as Draco spoke these words, Rachael and her mother's brains felt like they were about to explode.

"What?"

"He bet and lost you to me?"

"This damn animal!"

Mrs. Amelia cursed the heavens and the earth, almost grabbing a knife. Draco took out a piece of paper with a description of how Peter had placed a bet on his wife, with his signature

at the bottom. Seeing this, Rachael felt like she had been struck by lightning, her hands and feet cold. How could he do this to her?

She was about to curse Peter, but Draco snatched the candy from Emma’s hand and threw it into the coffin like garbage. Emma cried loudly. Rachael and her daughter were

inseparable, but Draco grabbed her and dragged her out. Mrs. Amelia tried to stop him, but was pushed to the ground by his men. The people didn't dare to come forward to stop Draco. Thomas's mood was both shocked and

angry. What kind of bastard was this guy he had borrowed his body. How could he place a bet on his wife!

But he couldn't find any information about

this in his memory. At this moment, Rachael fiercely resisted.

Draco laughed heartily, "Stop resisting.

Look at how smooth your skin is. I can't resist it anymore. Why don't we have our wedding night right here in your husband’s lousy funeral home?"

Suddenly, a figure rushed forward. It was Thomas. He grabbed a flower vase and smashed it on the ground, shattering it into pieces. Then he grabbed Draco by the hair and pressed the broken pieces against his throat, his voice hoarse and cold: "Let her go!"

Everyone fell silent. No one had expected Peter, the useless son-in-law, to suddenly become so brave.

"Ah... Peter? Aren't you dead?" Draco and his men were all stunned when they saw who had attacked them. Thomas said, "You came to take my wife and hurt my daughter. Even if I die, I can't rest in peace!" He pressed harder on Draco’s neck, and a trickle of blood flowed down. Draco screamed in pain and quickly

let go of Rachael.

Draco’s men shouted and ran away. They all

disappeared in an instant. Draco was left alone, trembling as he said, "Pe... Peter, Rachael was the collateral you gave me. It's written on the paper. Please let me go. If you kill me, you will also..."

He wanted to say "go to jail," but then he realized Peter was already dead. Would a dead man be afraid of going to jail? In an instant, a hot stream of urine flowed down. Thomas held the sharp glass against Draco’s neck and asked, "I was just about to talk to you about this written agreement. I want to hear the truth.

Where did it come from?"

Draco was scared out of his wits and hastily replied, "I forged it. I thought you were dead and wanted to marry Rachael. I'm sorry, Peter, please spare me!"

Rachael had already held her daughter, in her arms. After hearing Draco's confession, she felt a little relieved and said anxiously, "Peter, please be careful. Draco begged for mercy, Please spare me. I won't do it again. It hurts so much!"

"Get out!" Thomas released his grip and kicked Draco out of the door with a kick to his lower back.

The people were a little afraid of Peter and left the house one by one. Mrs. Amelia stared at Thomas and suddenly slapped him hard in the face, shouting angrily, "I'll kill you, you fool! How dare you place a bet on my daughter? Who do you think you are? You're just a son-in-law of our family. Get out of here. I won’t keep an animal like you as my son-in-law. Tomorrow, Rachael and I will file for divorce."

Thomas' expression froze and he angrily said, "Didn't you hear just now? That was forged by Draco." Amelia shouted, "You almost killed him just now. Of course, he would say that.

Who cares if it's true or not? You are all the same, all gambling addicts!" Emma ran up and hugged her grandma’s thigh, "Grandma, don't hit Dad, don't drive him away. I want Dad, I want Dad...wah wah wah..."

"Dad, don't go gambling anymore, okay? I'll give you half of my New Year's money in my piggy bank...half of it." Emma’s words softened Thomas's heart. He solemnly said, "Okay, Dad promises you that he won't gamble anymore."

Rachael said coldly, "You have said this over a hundred times."

Amelia cursed, "This fool's promise is not even worth anything. Who would believe him is a fool?" After speaking, she kicked the coffin, take this coffin out, and put it somewhere. I feel uncomfortable just looking at it."

Thomas had just completed borrowing a body and had been lying in the coffin for three days. Now he was starving. Rachael gave him a bowl of noodles. After eating it, his body finally warmed up. Afterwards, Thomas followed his mother-in-law's instructions and took the coffin out. During the process, many neighbors pointed and whispered. He even heard

someone say to Amelia, "Your son-in-law has no parents, and now he's died for three days and come back to life. Who knows what dirty thing possessed him? He's an evil creature. If it were me, I would drive him away."

At this moment, he felt a burst of heat rising inside his body, making him feel full of strength.

"What is this, inner strength?"

He thought, could it be the benefit brought by his soul crossing over? He vaguely felt that his soul was slowly merging with Peter’s body. As the heat increased, his body was also undergoing some changes. He couldn't say what changes they were, but he felt that he suddenly possessed Peter’s body, which was definitely not a coincidence, but had some kind of connection. Just then, a memory fragment jumped out. It was the scene before Peter died. He saw two black-clothed masked men holding him tightly and pushing him into the river. In the struggle, he grabbed the mask of one of them. He knew this person, it was James one of Draco’s men!

Peter did not fall into the river, he was deliberately murdered. In an instant, a burst of anger erupted!