I woke up to discover I had transmigrated into a period novel as a meek, long-suffering sister-in-law. Being treated like a beast of burden and bullied all the time was bad enough, but now my mother-in-law wants to snatch the formula meant for my newborn daughter and give it to my sister-in-law so she can get more nutrition?! Oh, hell no! Whoever wants to be a workhorse can take the job. I'm going to be a doting dad! My father-in-law won't let me eat at the table? I'll flip it over so nobody gets to eat! My cowardly husband is abusive? I'll grab a kitchen knife and go berserk! My mother-in-law spoils her younger daughter and lets her steal food? I'll make her spit out every last bite!
