Everyone told me my husband was no good, a man who married into a wealthy family for his own benefit.
But love is like drinking water: only the person drinking it knows whether it is warm or cold.
I firmly believed in his love for me.
For his sake, I nearly fell out with my parents. I lost my family fortune, my youth, and my heart.
But little by little, I realized that after we married, he had changed.
Endless household troubles, awful relatives, and my relationship with my mother-in-law constantly on the verge of collapse. While I was taking care of our child, my husband was basking in another woman's tender embrace...
