After my husband passed away in a car accident, I chose not to pretend anymore.
I not only threw my in-laws’ clothes out the door but also seized the family property they had saved for decades.
They were left homeless, scavenging for food, and I turned a blind eye.
Relatives and online public opinion scolded me harshly, but I ignored them.
When my in-laws collapsed on the street from hunger and sickness, I even celebrated with fireworks and decorations.
No one knew that I had already been reborn.
And on my phone, there is a live video of my supposedly dead husband and his mistress having an affair in Bali Island.