Mr. Pei, Don't Come to My Grave to Repent

After graduating from college, I dumped my broke boyfriend and went abroad with a rich heir.

Two years later, I was dumped and sent back home. My ex had already made it big.

He used every means at his disposal to marry me. Everyone said he loved me deeply and held no grudges.

Little did they know that after we married, he kept taking new lovers and relentlessly taking revenge on me.

He demanded to know why I didn't care, why I wasn't jealous.

I smiled at him. I was going to die, after all. What was there to care about?