Everyone said my husband died in an accident, and I mourned day and night in the mourning hall, fulfilling my duties by personally handling the funeral. But when I accidentally saw him alive and well late one night, I realized his faked death was an elaborate scheme. He hid his fortune, intending to abandon me for another woman. All my love turned into a chilling coldness. Suppressing my grief, I began to plot in secret, determined to expose his hypocrisy and reclaim everything he owes me.