Rebirth: I Turned Her Fake Insanity Real
In order to take care of my wife, Mildred Dale, who kept going into lunatic episodes thanks to the side effects of a car crash, I spent all of my assets and ten years of my life taking care of her.
Whenever Mildred went into an episode, she'd hurl everything she could get her hands on at me. At the same time, she'd scratch every inch of my body with her nails. But when she sobered up, she'd hug me while wailing at the top of her lungs.
All of my friends advised me to file for a divorce, yet I'd always remember the fact that Mildred had pushed me from the incoming car and hit her head, resulting in her current condition.
But everything changed when Mildred beat me up to the point that I sustained grievous injuries. Heck, my soul was already floating near the ceiling at that time.
That was when I saw Mildred arranging her childhood friend Hank Weaver's collar carefully.
"Why are you crying? He's already dead. Shouldn't we celebrate this occasion instead?
"But my heart breaks for you, Mildred. You've pretended to be a lunatic for ten whole years just to swindle every cent out of his account!"
Mildred kissed Hank on the lips. Then, she uttered icily, "I've been enduring that cowardly fool for ten long years. Now, I no longer have to be with him."
It turns out that Mildred and Hank had painstakingly staged the car accident just so they could put on such a perfect act.
When I open my eyes again, I've returned to the day Mildred is diagnosed with mental health issues.