While I Was in Postpartum Confinement, My Husband Forced Me to Attend His Mother's Funeral

I was recovering from childbirth over New Year, but my husband insisted I get up and attend his mother's funeral, demanding that I kneel every three steps, kowtow, and keep vigil for seven days straight.

"That's my mother. Don't you know the dead deserve respect?"

"Besides, she's your mother-in-law. Isn't it only right that you see her off on her final journey?"

Under pressure from public opinion, I was forced to do as he said. My wound became infected, and I hemorrhaged until I fainted.

With no one to care for her, my daughter developed a fever that wouldn't break and suffered convulsions. In the end, she died in my arms, her face bluish-purple!

Before I died, I saw my supposedly deceased mother-in-law standing before me, smiling as she counted the funeral gift money with her son.

Only then did I learn that my mother-in-law was in debt and my husband had been laid off. They'd come up with this scheme to make money, and my daughter and I were nothing but tools for them to exploit!

Reborn, I return to the day my mother-in-law faked her death.

I call my mother and say, "How about you fake your death too?"