The Widow's Countdown
Language: en
I transmigrated into the female lead of an angst-filled romance novel. On the day I slit my wrists, my husband—the male lead—was bringing his childhood sweetheart back home from abroad. He sneered at me: "Didn't you say that as long as you could marry me, you could endure anything? You can't even handle this little thing?" The sweetheart chimed in: "I'm the one he loves. If you hadn't used his mother's life to blackmail him, he never would have been with you. It's time to return him to his rightful owner." And my mother-in-law, whose life I had saved, said coldly: "I'll give you your…