After the "Shameless System" Was Activated, My Husband Begged Me to Stop Talking

After the car accident, I awakened a system of wickedness. The night he was discharged, he made me cook, provided laxatives, and spent the entire night crawling in the toilet. His mother-in-law came to cause trouble? Packed up and sent to the hospital for IVF. Flirting and showing affection with a scheming woman? His PowerPoint presentation went viral, a social death. An 80 million project? With a flick of my finger, I suspended him, sent him to jail. He knelt on the ground crying, "Please, please stop..." My forbearance is like bargaining on Pinduoduo—always just one cut short. But this hospitalization, the final cut was made. My daughter cried her eyes out beside me, her tears and snot covering my arm.