Chapter 1

Three years after my husband Garrett's death, I treated my mother-in-law, Martha, who had Alzheimer's, as if she were my own mother, caring for her with complete devotion.

Even when she forced me to sleep standing up, drink dirty water from the toilet, and even defecate in my food bowl.

This led me to develop severe depression. My mental state deteriorated rapidly, and I attempted suicide several times without success.

Just as I reached the depths of despair, early one morning I suddenly heard Martha quietly opening the door to leave.

Afraid something might happen, I instinctively followed her out and saw her slip a box into the hands of a pregnant woman.

What shocked me even more was that my dead husband's voice came through the phone the pregnant woman was holding!

"Martha, did you give Susanna the depression-inducing drugs or not? Why hasn't anything happened to her yet?"

Martha replied, "Don't worry! I used a very large dose this time!"

Garrett said with disgust:

"She can't even give me a son, and she dared to humiliate Renee in public. I'm being more than merciful just drugging her into depression."

So the three years of hellish torment...

Were all just my mother-in-law pretending to be crazy and senile, performing an act to drive me to death so Garrett could marry this woman called Renee!

Then there's no need for me to tell them that this Renee is actually an AIDS-infected pregnant woman my mentor just took on as a patient!

And Garrett, who never liked using condoms, most likely won't have much longer to live either.