The Rose He Knelt Down to Kiss Is My Tombstone

In the seventh year after I married into a wealthy family, he brought back a girl. The girl was wearing my old pajamas and sleeping in my master bedroom. He coldly smashed my mother's belongings and said, "You have occupied Mrs. Lu's position for seven years, it's time to pay it back." Later I moved quietly to the attic and stopped disturbing them. Until one day, the girl suddenly broke in and screamed: "Why are you pretending to be noble! He calls your name all night!" I wiped the urn in my hand and chuckled: "Keep your voice down, my husband is sleeping."