My husband misses an SOS call from his childhood friend because he's caring for me after I've suffered severe blood loss. Ultimately, she becomes a cripple due to delayed medical attention.My husband blames this on me and harbors hatred for me and our child for a whole decade. He forces me to be his childhood friend's caregiver.Later, I get into a car crash when I'm taking my son to school. Both my legs are broken, and my son is on the brink of death.I kneel before my husband and beg him to pay the hospital bill for me, but he doesn't believe I'm telling the truth. He laughs and steps on my legs, telling me to lick his childhood friend's legs in apology.I do as told, but he transfers the money to his childhood friend so she can buy a bag.It's only when I'm holding my son's lifeless body that I realize the truth—my marriage has long since rotted.If that's the case, I don't want it anymore.