Jiang Liping felt incredibly humiliated. She had always considered herself clever, lively, young, and beautiful, calculating everything meticulously. Yet, in the end, she found herself living in such a wretched state. She had had enough.
She stared coldly at the woman in front of her, whose face was filled with disdain and disgust. This instantly made her heart ache as if stabbed—after all, this was the same look her stepmother had given her, the same expression of contempt, when her mother passed away years ago.
What had she done wrong? What mistake had she made?
Jiang Liping's eyes burned with anger and defiance as she faced her mother-in-law and said coldly, "You just want me gone, don't you? Fine!"
Her husband immediately grew anxious and tried to intervene, "Pingping, don't act rashly, don't..."
But Jiang Liping pulled her hand away from him, her face cold as she replied, "I'm not being impulsive. I've had enough—enough!"
