"Why, my little girl was crushed to death by a flower pot. Is my life so miserable? God is unfair! It's all the fault of the old woman. She said that I can make up for the mistakes I made before. God, forgive me. I didn't mean to have so many husbands. It was the old woman who said this was my life! ^_^" The nymphomaniac said to God with a look of infatuation.