The First Wife’s Dimensionality-Reducing Strike

In my previous life, I welcomed my younger half-sister into the household and cared for her meticulously, only for her to carry on an affair with my husband.

A cup of poisoned wine ended my life. As I lay dying, she said, “Sister, you should have given up your place as his wife to me long ago.”

When I opened my eyes again, I was back on the day before I brought her into the household.

This time, I smiled as I slipped aphrodisiac into the wine for her and my husband, then watched them disgrace themselves in front of all their guests.

It turned out the best revenge was to make them destroy each other.