Freezing Christmas Night, Reborn Scholar's Divorce Revenge

On Christmas Eve, my husband threw me out of the house. I begged and cried at the doors of my three children, but none of them opened.

I froze to death in the snow that night.

I knew they hated me. They hated that I was an uneducated country woman who embarrassed them.

My husband hated me too. He hated that I married him when he was at his lowest, seeing me as a stain on his life.

My in-laws hated me most of all. They blamed me for staying in the marriage and preventing their son from reunit