The development process of the branch in the world of abuse literature (Part 2) is...
"The real daughter was hated by everyone, but when she died, they went crazy"
Female lead:
I am the real daughter who is hated by everyone.
My father despises me because I don't understand business and I'm not good enough.
My mother disliked me for being born in the countryside and having poor manners.
My brother always thought I would be jealous of my sister, so he would be on guard against me and warn me.
The fiancé who had been engaged to her since childhood also stated many times that he only recognized the fake daughter as his wife.
Therefore, even though I have had many adventures, and have multiple identities such as a calligraphy and painting master, a well-known novelist, a senior scientific researcher, the youngest professor in the country, and a pianist, I still have an extremely low self-esteem, and try to please everyone in every way, craving for a little warmth.
But they just thought I was trying to win favor and that I had done something wrong and needed to make amends.
It was obviously the fake daughter's mother who deliberately switched our identities. It was obviously me who suffered in the countryside for eighteen years. It was obviously me who almost drowned on the first day of my birth. It was obvious that everything the fake daughter had was supposed to be mine. Why do they all think that I am the perpetrator?
I was disheartened and wanted to leave them, but I found that my body wouldn't obey me.
Someone told me that I should find a way to win their love, and I will always win their love.
I didn't expect that the way to gain love is to die.
After I died, they all regretted it.
But,
Why is the way to punish them to let me die?
Why do I, who have multiple identities and was set up as a hidden boss, so humbly pursue the love of a family that doesn't love me?
Why can the few tears they shed and the few roars of regret they let out, even if they suffered endless pain, be worth the twenty-five years of suffering I have endured?
They punished the fake daughter and let her die miserably, as if this was atonement for their sins to me.
But it is them who really make me suffer.
How could I feel bad for someone I didn’t care about?
Why should I die in rags, hunger and cold while they can live in wealth and glory?
Is this what you call regret?
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After Rebirth, I Don’t Love Him Anymore
Female lead:
My marriage to him was a business one and I loved him deeply, but I never expected that he had someone else in his heart.
I don't care if he is cold, violent or sarcastic to me because I love him.
Later, after he made me completely disillusioned, I was reborn. When I was reborn, I just got married to him. He told me coldly that he had someone in his heart and warned me not to covet things that did not belong to me.
So I treated him indifferently on the one hand, but on the other hand, I was "forced" and "accidentally" entangled with him. Not only did I raise his illegitimate child with his lover, but I also gave birth to three children for him.
He finally realized that he loved me and started pursuing me.
I took care of three children alone with a sullen face.
My indifference is his punishment.
——But, why?
I've clearly been reborn, so why should I say I'll never get entangled with him while giving birth to a child for him?!
My family is as powerful as his, so what right does he have to warn me? It's obviously a marriage for the common interests of our two families, so why does he act so reluctant and vent all his anger on me?
If he is really that miserable, then the worst that can happen is that I won't have to get married. He is not the only one I can choose as a marriage partner. There are so many men of the right age in his family, and I don't have to rely on him.
It's just that he wants it all, and when he feels wronged, he takes it out on me who likes him.
All my sins and all the suffering I have endured are because I like him.
He knows that I like him, so he vents all his bad emotions on me unscrupulously, and unilaterally defines me as a bad woman who will do anything to get him, because he knows that I like him, so I will not leave him, and I am willing to become the trash can of his emotions.
He is such a bad person. I have clearly seen through him. Why should I continue to be entangled with him after my rebirth?
If I still live such a spiritually victorious life after rebirth, what is the meaning of my rebirth? !
Is it just to make him come back to me and perform a fake and affectionate drama that only moved the creator?
And then stage the happy ending that the creator had in mind?
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I Don’t Want to Be a Housewife Anymore
I have been a housewife for five years. My son is three years old and my husband has a lover outside.
My husband doesn't like me, and my son doesn't like me either.
They said I was vulgar, that I was a housewife who knew nothing and could not compare with my husband's lover.
But they forget that my abilities were as good as my husband's back then, and I became a housewife for the sake of my family.
I became disheartened and left them, thus starting my career as a leading lady.
After my career took off and I became a shining star in the design world, my husband and son discovered my strengths. At the same time, my husband's lover lost their favor because she could not do housework and was not as good as me in her career.
So they regretted it and started chasing their wives to the crematorium and their mothers to the crematorium.
I was reluctant at first, but later when I was in danger, my husband ignored his own comfort and blocked the knife for me and was admitted to the intensive care unit. I softened my heart.
I remarried my son amid his tears.
I continue to do housework, but the difference is that I also have my own career. When I am in a good mood, I will draw designs. My husband and son love me very much.
But why should I, who already has money and a career, go back and eat these two pieces of rotten grass?
Am I really the heroine?
Why do I feel like I’m more like a love-brained little wife who thinks she’s a heroine?
No one knows the hardships I went through in my attempt to regain my career. My husband and son never gave me any help during my comeback. Instead, they suppressed me. After I became successful, they couldn't wait to reap the benefits.
Their regret is not because they love me, but because they regretted betting on the wrong horse. They just found that there is value in me that they have not discovered, and this value cannot be used by them.
He is always like this, wanting a woman who is extremely outstanding in her career, who would give up her career for him and be willing to be a housewife.
It was like this five years ago, and it is like this five years later.
The difference is that five years later, not only do I have to run the household chores, I also have to work to supplement the family income and call myself the heroine.
Why?
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My Wife is a Little Different
Male protagonist:
I am a man in a country where women are respected.
My wife is not kind to me.
She was a playboy and a philanderer during my pregnancy, and even pushed me into the lake for a concubine, causing me to have a miscarriage.
When I was feeling discouraged, she fell ill.
When she woke up from her serious illness, she seemed like a different person. Occasionally, she would show some boyish behavior and appear somewhat manly.
But he never hit me or beat me again.
I think it's great, great.
When she saw me kneeling in front of her, she panicked and helped me up, telling me that I didn't have to kneel and that men and women were equal.
What she said was shocking, but her actions told me again and again that this was what she thought.
She was so nice to me that I had unrealistic ideas.
Later, she recovered from her illness and went to school. She seemed to have suddenly become enlightened and was admired by everyone.
Her previous romantic debts and later romantic debts came one after another.
She said she only loved me and taught me how to write and read.
I wanted to believe it, but I couldn't ignore the smell of makeup on her body.
Later, she had a lot of people around her, countless confidants and followers, even more than before she became a better person.
She felt a little guilty at first, but then she didn't.
I will always be the master of her house.
Everyone says that she loves me deeply, but when I wake up in the middle of the night, what I think of is what she said, "women and men are equal."
What I remembered was her holding my hand and quietly but solemnly promising, "I firmly support monogamy. I only want one couple for the rest of my life. I only love you."
I touched my bulging pregnant belly and thought, just treat it as a beautiful dream.
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