At the Hongmen Banquet where my husband killed his wife for insurance fraud, he didn't hesitate to pour me wine, claiming that his mother was malicious and abused her daughter-in-law, wishing her an ill fate.
He even said he would buy a villa for our daughter.
At my funeral, he couldn't wait to enjoy the money he obtained by taking my life with his mistress.
His mother, afraid that her daughter's tantrums would ruin their plans, actually put a plastic bag over her daughter's head.
I was reborn with anger.
This time, let those who wished me an ill fate die.
We must definitely buy the villa, after all, we can't deceive children, can we?
