I'm Not Dying For Traitors

Synopsis

After receiving intimate photos from my husband's first love, I was furious and took my own life. I believed that once I was gone, my husband and son would beg for my forgiveness at my grave. Instead of feeling any remorse, they callously tossed my body under a bridge to feed stray dogs. The very next day, my husband brought his first love home, saying, "It would have been better if that old hag had died sooner." As my spirit lingered in the air, I regretted my choice and couldn't bring myself to fade away. When I finally opened my eyes, I found the sleeping pills in my hand and realized I had been given a second chance. This time, I was determined not to foolishly sacrifice myself to fulfill the wishes of my scummy husband and son.