Chapter 1
The cat left behind by my husband William Welch’s ex–girlfriend Bella Collins was actually nursing my daughter Ruth Welch with its chest, just like a human would.
So I, Leila Fowler, turned on my camera and livestreamed this bizarre scene.
The stream went viral instantly, and people came knocking at my door, willing to pay top dollar for this cat.
I agreed to sell, but William suddenly went crazy, clutching the cat and screaming that we couldn’t sell it.
Even Jenny Welch, William’s sister who had always doted on me, angrily accused me of losing my mind.
Actually, in my previous life, I had accidentally discovered the cat nursing Ruth at home. Seeing Ruth’s satisfied expression, I was completely stunned.
What horrified me even more was that the cat’s chest was completely hairless, smooth and delicate, just like a nursing
woman’s.
Moreover, this cat was always hostile toward me, either baring its teeth or scratching me, and it had to sleep in William’s arms every night.
1/7
00:32
Chapter 1
Thinking about all this made my blood run cold, and I immediately decided to throw it out.
+2 Bonus
I never expected that the usually gentle William would become abnormally violent.
He yelled at me: “I raised this cat with my own hands – it’s like a child to me! If you dare throw it away, we’re getting divorced!”
Jenny also urged me to keep the cat, even saying I’d been under too much stress lately, and made me drink sleeping pills.
That night, Ruth died in my arms, and I, overwhelmed by grief, also died suddenly in bed.
Only after death did I realize that the cat was actually Bella, and Ruth was the medium she used to exchange lives.
Their real purpose was to steal my body.
When I opened my eyes again, I had returned to the day I was discharged from the hospital.
***
Urgent knocking at the door pulled me back from my memories. to reality.
The door cracked open, and Jenny poked her head in.
2/7
00:32
Chapter 1
+2 Bonus
She first glanced at the child in my arms, then called out softly: “Leila, dinner’s ready. Come out and eat.”
She even waved at me excitedly: “Eat while it’s hot – it won’t taste good when it gets cold.”
My mind went blank, and I instinctively got up, carrying the child as I walked out.
In the living room, on the dining table, that Siamese cat belonging to William and Bella was standing in the head seat, licking a plate with relish.
William was feeding it a piece of meat with a doting expression on his face.
Seeing me come out, it even arrogantly lifted its head and glared at me with challenging eyes.
This scene sent chills down my spine and completely snapped me back to reality.
I had been reborn!
On our wedding night in my previous life, William brought home a massive Siamese cat.
He said helplessly: “Bella passed away in an accident, and her parents can’t take care of the cat, so I have to look after it.”
3/7
00:32
Chapter 1
+2 Bonus
I loved small animals and wanted to be more tolerant and trusting in my marriage, so I agreed and even specially cleared out a living space for the cat.
But soon I noticed something was wrong – this cat didn’t like me.
It was hostile toward me, and whenever I got close, it would bristle, bare its teeth, and even threaten me.
What was worse, it had to sleep in William’s arms every night.
Sometimes in the middle of the night, I could hear it making coquettish purring sounds in William’s embrace.
After I got pregnant, I suggested not letting the cat on the bed.
Hearing my words, it actually lunged at me, opening its mouth to bite.
If William hadn’t stopped it in time, my face would have been disfigured.
I was furious and thought about sending the cat away.
But William humbly explained: “Cats are very smart animals – they can understand what you say. You just said you wanted to send it away, so it attacked you because it was hurt.”
Jenny also tried to persuade me: “You’re not hurt, so it’s fine. This cat is intelligent – it’s a good cat. If you send it away now,
4/7
00:33
Chapter 1
it’ll become a stray, which would be too pitiful.”
+2 Bonus
I softened, hesitated for a moment, and finally decided to keep the cat, but with one condition – it couldn’t enter my bedroom
anymore.
William agreed. But I never expected that for this cat’s sake, he would actually suggest we sleep in separate beds.
Though I was angry, thinking of the child in my belly, I endured
- it.
However, as the child was born, even more bizarre things. happened.
During breastfeeding, I didn’t have enough milk and could only buy formula to feed Ruth.
But no matter how hard I tried, Ruth just wouldn’t drink the formula.
At first I thought she didn’t like that brand of formula, so I switched several times, but she still refused to eat.
Just as I was preparing to take Ruth to the hospital for a checkup, I accidentally discovered that Siamese cat nursing Ruth.
It was pressing its chest to Ruth’s mouth, and Ruth was obediently suckling.
5/7
00:33
Chapter 1
She was drinking the cat’s milk in big gulps!
What made my blood run cold was that the cat’s chest was completely hairless, white and smooth, just like a woman’s during breastfeeding.
+2 Bonus
I nearly went insane, hysterically screaming that we had to get rid of the cat.
But the usually gentle William actually started cursing: “How can you be so petty? The house is so big, and you can’t even tolerate one cat!”
I incoherently described everything I had seen, but he mocked me for having mental problems.
Jenny pulled me to the sofa and secretly made me take a sleeping pill.
She said: “You’re under too much stress – you have postpartum depression. How could a cat possibly nurse a child like a human?”
Under her comfort, my emotions gradually calmed down.
But when I woke up that night, I found that Ruth had already stopped breathing, her body ice cold.
I wanted to call for help, but discovered the house was.
6/7
00:33
Chapter 1
+2 Bonus
completely empty.
Soon, overwhelmed by extreme grief and breathing rapidly, I collapsed beside Ruth and died.
Only after death did I understand that this was all a vicious conspiracy!
William, Jenny, and that cat were all plotting to steal my body.
Ruth and I were nothing more than sacrifices in their life–swapping process.
→Write your comment
