Todos los capítulos de Defying Grandma Ruined My Life: Capítulo 1 - Capítulo 10

I noticed that the living room was in complete disarray.Wanda cradled Nathan—his fever finally broken—on the couch, her eyes bloodshot from crying. She immediately let go of all the fury and hurt she had bottled up the moment she spotted me. "Where on earth have you been, Christian? Nathan's fever hit 104 degrees Fahrenheit, and the doctor issued a life-threatening condition warning! Do you even care about this family anymore? What about Nathan and me? Do we mean anything to you, Christian?"I looked at my frail son and my haggard wife, guilt washing over me. I walked up to them, knelt before Wanda, and hugged her and Nathan. I had no idea how to explain what had happened. How could I explain that I had been reborn, or that Grandma had visited me in a dream? If I said any of that out loud, they would think I was insane.I tried everything I could that night to apologize and make it up to her. Wanda's anger only finally subsided after she kept demanding more of me all night. It

I was taken to the police station and placed in a cold interrogation room. It filled me with the same despair I had experienced in the psychiatric hospital in my past life.The police officer typed away on the keyboard. "The household registration system lists Henry Johnson as Wanda Cooper's spouse. The business records also indicate that Henry is the legal representative of the company you claim is yours."I suddenly realized something—the video I had recorded yesterday. I quickly pulled out my phone and opened the foreign cloud storage account, only to find it empty. I completely fell apart.I seized on one last hope and shouted at the police officers. "I won 75 million dollars in the lottery three years ago! There must be a record of it! Go look it up!"The police officer glanced at me and actually looked it up in the system. A few minutes later, he raised his head and looked at me with pity. "The records list Henry as the winner of the 75 million dollars lottery three years ago

Those words on the note seemed to burn right through my fingertips.I carried the sleeping Nathan to the car without a second thought and raced to the ancestral home in the south of the city, as passing streetlights streaked outside the car window like a surreal, feverish dream.I noticed the main door to the ancestral home was unlocked and ajar, and, oddly enough, the stone slab covering the cellar entrance had been shifted open just a crack. A faint yellow glow from an oil lamp shone through the darkness.I carried Nathan down the damp steps. The cellar was much deeper than I recalled, almost as if it reached the center of the earth. Beneath the steps, I found an old wooden door instead of the usual storage space. Its surface was covered in elaborate symbols I couldn't read.Nathan suddenly stirred in my arms. Without opening his eyes, he pointed at the door and mumbled sleepily, "Great-Grandma is in there…"My heart skipped at that sight. I pushed the door open and found a room

In order to protect Nathan, I let them tie me up again and throw me into the trunk of the Bentley. The car jolted along the way, finally coming to a stop at the foot of the family cemetery hill south of the city. They dragged me out without a shred of gentleness and shoved me toward the graves.Grandma was right there, leaning against a tombstone. She was so thin that she looked like nothing but bones, as if the slightest breeze could make her fall apart, but her eyes were unnervingly bright.Henry and Wanda from World B were standing there as well. He looked down at me with barely restrained excitement. "Do you know that whoever controls the Mirror Gate can create endless wealth and even change the past? You're simply the final key to unlocking it, Christian."Grandma met my gaze and silently mouthed a few words. "Trust me just this once, Christian…"It was suddenly midnight. Grandma snatched up a broken piece of porcelain and slashed her wrist without hesitation. Her blood dr

That light was so blinding that I couldn't open my eyes.Only one Wanda lay on the hospital bed when I opened my eyes. She slowly lifted her eyelids, her gaze carrying the tenderness of World A and the cool, keen edge of World B. She looked at me, then at Nathan in my arms, a torrent of memories stirring in her eyes.She spoke up then, her voice raspy. "I remember everything, Christian…"She remembered meeting me, Nathan's birth, and the five years of her life that Henry had tampered with. She was Wanda—the whole, complete Wanda.Yet after the overwhelming relief came a new layer of worry—the fusion had complications. She often endured severe headaches and sometimes drifted into brief spells of absent-mindedness—the memories of World B colliding inside her head, causing her to react to me with instinctual fear. The doctor explained that it was post-traumatic stress and that she would need time to recover, but to me, this was already the best ending I could have hoped for. My w