Punishing the Heartless Family

My mother, in her bid to force me into marriage, drugged my soup and sent me to a man's bed. Once the deed was done, she loudly proclaimed that I had become damaged goods.

My reputation was utterly ruined and I was forced to marry the abusive man she had carefully chosen for me. Eight months into my pregnancy, I died under the blows of his fists.

When I opened my eyes again...

I secretly switched my and my brother's soup bowls.

In this life, I would let the son you cherish the most suffer in my place.