My Wife Cripple Me, I Went on a Killing Spree

On the way to take my son to school, I was dragged into an alley by dozens of burly men.

After enduring hours of torment worse than death, my intestines ruptured and my anus was torn. The doctor cruelly declared that I would have to wear a colostomy bag for life.

My wife, undeterred, tearfully vowed to stay by my side and take care of me for the rest of my life.

But, outside the intensive care unit, my son’s confused voice struck me like a heavy blow.

"Mom, our goal was just to transplant Dad’s organ to my biological father. But why did you have those men torture him like that?"