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I wanted to go back to my parents' place for Christmas. But all the train tickets were sold out, and the price of plane tickets had skyrocketed. My husband, who was worth dozens of millions, glanced at the ticket prices and exploded, "$1,300 for a single ticket? You enjoy your life with the kid all the time, and you can't even earn that much in a year. "All you ever do is burn through my money." To stop me from secretly buying a ticket, he snatched my phone, wallet, and car keys, and then locked me up at home. My parents were on their way to visit me by bus, but the snowy, icy roads caused a terrible crash. I didn't learn what happened until after they had passed away. By the time I got the news, it was already too late. When I rushed back for the funeral, I saw a photo posted by one of my husband's female employees. It was a picture of the cash he'd given her as a Christmas gift. $30,000 in cash. I liked the post.