When Love Turns to Sorrow: A Wife's Tragedy

When love has become a wound, can it still be mended? When a heart has shattered, can it ever be whole again?

Jiang Zhi must have done something awful in her past life to end up with a mom like this and a sister like that, plus two best friends who were always trying to steal her boyfriends.

Just when she had finally made it through and gotten rid of her awful mom and troublesome sister, she ran into him: the man who had once lifted her up to the clouds, only to cast her down with his own hands.

Outside the car, Xiao Jun had his arm around Qin Lan's waist. They chatted and laughed together, Qin Lan leaning against his shoulder and whispering in his ear while he looked at her with nothing but affection.

Jiang Zhi got out of the car and walked up to them. Looking Xiao Jun in the eye, she said firmly, “Xiao Jun, I like you. This time, I remembered your name.”

“Sorry, I don't like you.” Xiao Jun tightened his arm around Qin Lan and replied coldly.

“No, that's not true. You said you liked me. You...” Tears streamed down her face as Jiang Zhi repeated the vows the man had once made to her.

“Crash!” He smashed the window beside them. Glass scattered across the ground. “If you like me, walk over here barefoot. Prove how much you like me.” The man’s thin lips spat out those vicious words.

Enduring the searing pain, she finally made it to Xiao Jun.

With a wicked smile, he lifted Jiang Zhi’s gaunt chin and said, “Too bad you were only a substitute. The real thing is back, so you're no longer any use to me.” With that, he put an arm around Qin Lan’s slender waist and walked away.

At a wedding, she knocked the groom down with one punch, snatched the microphone from the host, and addressed the people below the runway. “Jiang Zhi, I don't like you.”

A chorus of gasps rose from the crowd. Was this guy crazy? He hadn't come to confess his love. He'd come to make everyone hate him!

“I don't like you either,” the woman below replied, her voice cold and merciless, just as his had once been toward her.

“But I love you. I want to spend the rest of my life making up for the pain I caused you. So get a divorce and come punish me!” Xiao Jun knelt on one knee, holding a microphone in one hand and a ring in the other.

The crowd erupted. Some people even started chanting, “Punish him! Whip him! Torture him!”

Jiang Zhi’s voice remained cold. “I'm not getting divorced.” Her words sent everyone’s hearts soaring once more.

Then she smiled sweetly and changed tack, her red lips parting to say, “Because I'm the bridesmaid.” Like winter sunshine breaking through the ice, her smile warmed everyone’s hearts.