That night, after drinking a glass of wine, I woke up again. My martial arts skills were ruined, my throat was mute, my hand tendons and hamstrings were severed, and my most beloved husband hugged her sister, whom she had doted on since childhood, and told her that he was fed up with her self-righteousness, her ignorance of the tenderness of women, and her status above him among the people.
She gave up her soft and luxurious clothes, wind, frost, rain and dew for him, she gave up her delicate daughter body to conquer the world for him, just to stand with him, just to let him sit back and relax, just to give him a prosperous world.
But in the end, what did she get?
Just one sentence, he had had enough, had enough of all the sacrifices she had made for him.
This is the reward she gets!
Six years of fighting, three years of sleeping together, and a glass of poisonous wine!
Tears fell suddenly, and his eyes narrowed, blood-colored.
Blood dripped from the corners of his mouth, and resentment and endless resentment filled his chest.
If people bear the burden, God will not bear the burden.
When she opened her eyes again, she lived in another way!
In this life, even if I fall into Shura forever, I still have to take revenge!
Intention: The last encounter with the original self
