When I got married, I didn't ask for a single penny or a house. My mother-in-law said that buying a house was a waste. Since they were already used to living in a big house, we might as well live together. Before marriage, I was the princess of my family. After moving into my mother-in-law's house, I became a slave. All the household chores fell on me, and if I didn't do them well, I would be met with beatings and scolding.
My sister-in-law graduated from university but didn't look for a job; she slept until noon every day and got up to eat ready-made meals. After eating, she would lie on the sofa scrolling through her phone, creating more mess. My mother-in-law often lectured me: "A woman should work all day long and take good care of the family." My family background wasn't wealthy, and my mother-in-law looked down on me. My sister-in-law despised my ordinary education. My father-in-law disapproved of me for not having a job and not being presentable.
My husband was even more brazen in his infidelity. He brought his mistress to our marital bed and accused me of cheating, demanding a divorce. I refused to leave him for the sake of money. It was he who couldn't stand it anymore and ended up with another woman. Almost everyone thought I was a shameless harlot. Every time there was a family gathering, my mother-in-law wouldn't let me sit at the table to eat. Instead, she made me stand aside to serve them tea and water. Relatives had grown accustomed to my role as a maid.
They even slandered me in front of outsiders: "My sister-in-law used to be notorious for being a shrew; she was quite fierce!" During my pregnancy, I went to every prenatal check-up alone. When he gave me money, he would scold me: "Zhou Ya, are you here to beg for money?"
"Do you think it's easy for me to make big money?"
"Don't bother me!"
On the day I gave birth, I was still washing socks for my Sister-in-law.
With a big belly from pregnancy, I couldn't bend down, and after washing, I felt dizzy and lightheaded.
After giving birth, neither my mother-in-law nor my husband even bought diapers.
My mother-in-law said, "What does a girl need diapers for? Just look at her ugly face; does she deserve them?"
My husband was even more direct: "Zhou Ya, Xiao Jia is also pregnant. We found out it's a boy."
Upon hearing this, my mother-in-law was overjoyed: "My Xiao Jia is so capable; she knows how to bring a big grandson to our family!"
That very night, they brought the mistress home to take care of her pregnancy.
After I was discharged from the hospital and returned home, the mistress acted cute, played nice, and threw tantrums.
My mother-in-law then kicked me and my daughter out of the house.
I knelt down and begged my mother-in-law to let me stay.
She refused and even pushed me away.
My daughter rolled down the stairs.
I collapsed in tears, picking up my daughter and running to the hospital.
But my daughter had already lost her breath.
I carried her to the rooftop of the hospital and jumped without hesitation.
After I died, it felt like a mass of consciousness floating in the air.
A small screen appeared before me.
My mother-in-law's family was putting on a performance in the world below.
My mother-in-law and husband stood at the hospital entrance holding a banner, screaming heartbreakingly.
"My wife was driven to death!"
"The hospital wouldn't treat my granddaughter; she jumped when she lost all hope!"
The media sprang into action, broadcasting the entire scene live. Even my family believed it.
"Turns out, I treated my daughter-in-law so well, yet she still jumped off a building."
Under pressure, the hospital paid five million. My mother-in-law's family took the compensation, which was bought with my daughter's and my life, and began living a luxurious lifestyle.
Sister-in-law strolled through social venues with designer handbags and cosmetics, looking both beautiful and affluent. The mistress moved into a lavish apartment. My mother-in-law doted on her, calling her "my dear heart" at every opportunity. My husband was gentle and considerate, calling out to Xiao Jiajia affectionately.
When the mistress's son was born, my mother-in-law adorned herself with gold and silver bracelets and necklaces. Holding the child, she beamed with joy, saying, "This is our Ma Family's grandson!" My father-in-law grinned lewdly beside her.
My husband sat nearby, happily watching the mistress breastfeed. The screen was filled with their greedy faces. Only I could see my daughter's face—pale and weak.
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