In my previous life, my husband took a beautiful concubine into our home just after we married.
Spoiled by his favor, she grew arrogant, and we fought until we were both ruined.
In the end, she lost her life, and I lost my child.
But my husband turned around and married his cousin, and they lived happily together for the rest of their lives.
Only on my deathbed did I realize that the two of us had merely been stepping stones for my husband to marry his cousin.
Heaven took pity on me, and I was reborn.
Husband, you owe me. Pay me back with the boundless wealth of the marquis's household.
