I paid my husband's debt for 25 years, but my husband's family wants to force me to death.
My sister-in-law asked me to eat bad food, live in a utility room, and was not allowed to close the door. My mother-in-law was lying on the floor pretending to be having a heart attack, pointing at my daughter and saying, "She's calling me old." My father-in-law wrote a word-for-word false accusation letter and sent it to the prison, which made my husband hate me to the core.
The night I took the pill, my daughter knelt on the floor and stuffed her fingers into my throat.
Later, she did something—divided twenty-five years of account books, recordings of her sister-in-law insulting students, and screenshots of mockery in her circle of friends into three parts and sent them out.
My sister-in-law was expelled from school, my father-in-law suffered a stroke and was paralyzed, and my mother-in-law suffered from heart failure. My husband wrote a long letter in prison, with only one sentence in it: I don't have this family.
Now it's my turn to ask you: Will there be a good ending for those who retaliate with kindness?
