A Woman's Revenge

*"An Mi was dead."** Tang Shi sat numbly on the edge of the bed, staring at the divorce papers Bo Ye had thrown at her. Her entire body trembled with a cold that seeped into her bones. One hour ago, he had gripped her throat and snarled, **"Was it you who pushed her off that building?"** One hour later, he summoned lawyers to draft the divorce agreement, hurling the documents at her with icy contempt. **"Tang Shi, you owe her two lives now!"** Two lives. Because An Mi had been pregnant. With Bo Ye’s child. Who was Tang Shi? Bo Ye’s lawful wife—and the universe’s cruelest joke. Her eyes red-rimmed, she stared at him, trembling violently. **"I didn’t push her! How many times must I say it?!"** Bo Ye didn’t listen. His gaze sliced through her like a blade, laced with mockery. **"Do you think your excuses matter now?"** No. It was too late. To Bo Ye, her guilt was fact. No plea could outweigh the word of the dead. Suddenly, Tang Shi laughed. She snatched a pen and began signing the papers. Divorce? Fine. **"Bo Ye, I loved you for ten years. Let those ten years be my folly. From now on, we walk separate paths!"** *Keep the love. Return my heart.* She bit back tears, forcing her smile to outshine her shattered pride as she scrawled her name. Bo Ye watched her, his** deepening. **"Did you think signing these papers would end this?"** Tang Shi paled. **"What else do you want?!"** **"I want your Tang family to bury with An Mi."** His voice was glacial, a judge delivering a death sentence. **"Starting tomorrow, hell will swallow your house whole."** She collapsed onto the bed, trembling uncontrollably. The man before her—his face still devastatingly familiar, every angle once cherished—now felt like a stranger. Five years of silent longing. Five years of marriage. A decade etched into his life, yet he would cast her into the abyss over a lie. "The rain had lingered for days, a misty drizzle clinging to the air even as An Mi was laid to rest. Crowds gathered, their whispers swallowed by the damp. Bo Ye forced Tang Shi to her knees before the grave, his grip iron—as if determined to make her kneel until her bones turned to dust. She struggled, only to be struck across the face. "Drop the innocent act," he spat. "You of all people don’t get to play victim." Pain bloomed, yet Tang Shi laughed—a brittle, razor-edged sound. Bo Ye lunged, kicking her mouth. She crumpled, blood staining the rain-slicked earth. His polished shoes entered her blurred vision. Staring up, she felt something inside her fracture. How cruel, she thought numbly. My only sin was loving him. "I’ll never kneel to her!" she hissed. "Kneeling’s mercy for what you’ve done!" He hauled her up, then slammed her down. She didn’t cry out. Laughter spilled from her again. "I ignored your mistresses, your scandals, played the obedient dog—yet you question my conscience? An Mi? What was she? In pedigree, education, status—she couldn’t touch my shadow!" "Finally showing your true colors." Bo Ye tilted her chin with his shoe. "I’ve prepared a gift. Let’s see if it pleases you." Police swarmed in. Handcuffs snapped shut. "Release me! On what grounds?!" Tang Shi thrashed. "Murderer!" the crowd jeered. "Shameless! The Tangs’ disgrace!" Cameras devoured her panic. "Who ordered this?!" she screamed. "Without my command," came Bo Ye’s voice, icy and regal, "would they dare?" He stood holding an urn, his tailored suit immaculate. "You… had me arrested?" Her voice broke. "Justice for An Mi." "Justice?!" Her laughter turned unhinged, broadcasted to millions. "Five years of marriage—even a dog deserves more dignity!" "Dignity?" He gripped her jaw. "You forfeited that when you killed her." "Prove it!" She spat blood. A slap rang out. Tang Shi lunged, smashing the urn. Ash scattered like gray snow. "I’d never stoop to her level! Curse you, Bo Ye—your reckoning will come!" "How dare you?!" He choked her, madnessin his eyes. "Kill me then!" She laughed through tears. "You’ve already carved my heart to ribbons—what’s one more wound?" Police dragged her toward a cruiser. The crowd murmured as Bo Ye’s mask slipped, revealing something raw beneath. "Your lifetime won’t suffice to atone!" he roared. "You’ll regret this!" Tang Shi’s voice shredded the rain. "What if her child wasn’t even yours? What if you learn too late how deeply you’ve wronged me—" Thunder detonated. Rain became a deluge. **"Is my ruin not enough?"** Her voice cracked. **"Why drag my family into this? My parents treated you as