I divorced my wife the year she was banned.
Everyone called me a beast and inhumane, but I still forced her to sign the divorce agreement.
Later, she overcame the trough and became the third most popular actress in the movie.
I avoided her for three years, thinking that I would never have any contact with her again in this life, but to my surprise, she saw me in my most embarrassing state.
She stared at me with hatred in her eyes, humiliated me in front of everyone, and tried her best to get me drunk.
I couldn't stop vomiting, and big mouthfuls of bright red blood poured out of my mouth.
But she laughed at me coldly, saying that this was retribution for my betrayal of her.
I didn't protest and let her torture me.
I'm going to die anyway, as long as she's happy...
