The first time they met, she was drunk and wouldn't let him go. The second time they met, she had been framed by her stepmother and had fallen into a coma.

The third time they met, he stuck her in a corner, "I saved you, how are you going to repay me?" When she married him as she wished, he, who was extremely possessive, didn't move an inch away. He completely dominated her and was ready to throw out dog food at any moment ... Unable to bear it any longer, she carried her son and fled to the "ends of the earth". The little bun who had been searching for his father for a thousand miles said, "Quickly go and bring Mommy and me back!" This girl wanted to cry, but no tears came out. Was it too late to regret?