Three years ago, I saved my childhood sweetheart and her grandmother from a car accident, leaving permanent scars on my hands and face.
After a heartbreak, my childhood sweetheart married me to repay me.
In the third year of our marriage, the man who had once betrayed her returned from abroad. I became nothing but an obstacle between her and her first love.
For his sake, she beat me until I was covered in blood and sent me to the hospital. I was utterly disappointed in her.
Her grandmother stood up for me, but she continued to do as she pleased, acting as if I didn’t matter at all.
My father took me back home. Furious, he used every means at his disposal to take on her family, leaving them to suffer a crushing loss.
In the end, my childhood sweetheart’s family fell apart. I took only her grandmother in to care for her. Everyone else paid the price they deserved.
