After seven years of marriage, I have lived frugally and worked hard for my family.
In exchange, her husband racked up hundreds of thousands in gambling debts and the whole family was squeezed.
The final straw for me was when he asked me to sell my house to fill the hole for him.
After waking up one night, I decisively divorced and left the house with two young children and no money.
Everyone said I couldn't survive and waited to see me kneel down and beg for mercy.
In a desperate situation, I set up a stall and turned it around.
The food stall explodes, the store is established, the huge debt is paid off, and the house is purchased with full payment.
My in-laws' relatives who once stepped on me into the mud all bowed their heads and clung to me.
My ex-husband was so regretful that he knelt down and begged me to come back.
I chuckled coldly:
I used to live for my family, but from now on I will only live for my children and myself.
Stay away from bad people, get rich suddenly, and spend the rest of your life rich, sweet, and radiant.
