She Was Reborn to Put Me in Prison

Summary

Before our marriage, my wife was the kind of woman everyone envied.

She was strikingly beautiful and had graduated from a top university.

Young as she was, she had already made a name for herself in finance, with a brilliant career ahead of her.

I hated women like her: independent, proud, sharp-edged, decisive, and strong-willed.

She was the dazzling center of attention wherever she went.

So I set about systematically grinding away every last edge she had.

After the wedding, I used "taking care of the family" as an excuse to pressure her into leaving a key position in a fast-rising…