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Married for ten years, my wife poisoned me seven times.

For the sake of giving our child a complete family, I chose to endure again and again.

But after the seventh poisoning, my daughter who comforted me warmly turned and called my wife.

"Mom, rest assured with Uncle Lin at the cemetery, I've already comforted Dad for you."

"You have to tell Uncle Lin that An'an loves her just like Mom does!"

"Seven years ago, if Dad had been willing to donate a kidney to Uncle Lin, she wouldn't have died. Dad is the murderer who killed Uncle Lin, I hate her."

At that moment, I felt utterly desolate.

That night, I asked my lawyer to draft a divorce agreement and submitted the evidence of my wife poisoning me seven times to the court.

However, after I left, my wife and daughter frantically searched for me to beg for forgiveness.

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Married for ten years, my wife poisoned me seven times.

And every time she sent me to the hospital, she would cry her eyes out, kneeling down and admitting her mistakes.

"Zhou Jian, I'm sorry. I will definitely change this time, I promise you it's true, I will change!"

The same words I've heard for seven years.

Seven years ago, because I was sick and couldn't donate a kidney to her heart's desire, Lin Wei, Li Weiwei blamed me for her death, hating me to the core.

On the first death anniversary of Lin Wei, she poisoned my food, then smashed an iron hammer on my head, bashing it until it bled.

She cried while yanking my hair, slamming my head into the hard ground: "Why wasn't it you that died!"

"When Lin Wei couldn't wait for a kidney donor, it hurt a thousand times more than this!"

When she came to her senses, she took the dying me to the hospital.

Kneeling in front of the hospital bed, she apologized tearfully.

Hoping for the sake of the child, I would forgive her impulsiveness.

For the sake of giving the child a complete family, my heart that originally wanted a divorce softened again.

However, my forgiveness did not bring her back.

Every anniversary of her heart's desire, she tried every method to poison me, becoming an irrational madwoman.

The next year, after poisoning me, she poured scalding hot water over me, causing severe burns.

The following year, after poisoning me, she dragged me by my hair to her heart's desire's tombstone, forcing me to kneel and repent.

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Until today, I had just been rescued with an antidote by her, yet she knelt on the ground carefully applying medicine for me, begging for forgiveness.

But after applying the medicine, she anxiously glanced at the clock and said, "I have something to do, I need to go out for a bit, I'll make it up to you tonight."

After saying that, she put on her coat and hurriedly left, not forgetting to cover me with a blanket before leaving.

I knew she was going to visit Lin Wei's grave.

Every year on Lin Wei's anniversary, she would quietly spend some time at her grave, enjoying their exclusive world of two.

The sweltering mid-summer noon was suffocating, but my heart felt frozen inside an ice cellar, devoid of warmth.

Looking at the face full of burn scars in the mirror, I took a deep breath and slowly pulled open the drawer.

Deep in the drawer were six injury assessment reports, each marked with the poisoning date, all on Lin Wei's anniversaries.

These reports symbolized the rotting process of the marriage like rings of a tree.