My husband has a dangerous condition - Jacob's syndrome, a rare genetic disorder where men carry an extra Y chromosome (XYY). But it's not just the genetics - he has an uncontrollable rage that turns him into a monster.

It all started when I saved his life. After that, he became obsessed with me, relentlessly pursuing me for three years.

He deliberately ran his car into my childhood sweetheart, leaving him permanently disabled.

Then he threatened to kill my entire family unless I married him.

For seven years after our marriage, his controlling behavior became pathological. He even had a tracking chip implanted in my body and completely controlled my freedom.

Yet at the same time, he showered me with endless love and catered to my every wish.

When my mother-in-law pointed her finger at me while speaking, he snapped it without hesitation.

When my sister-in-law's child disturbed my afternoon nap, he threw them both out of the house and severed all family ties.

I refused to have a child, terrified of what darkness might be passed down, so he invested his entire fortune into developing cutting-edge genetic screening technology, making it possible for me to conceive a healthy baby.

But on the very day I discovered I was pregnant...

My mother-in-law stormed into our home with a group of people, accusing me of having an affair and carrying another man's child. They beat me until I lost the baby.

As I lay there barely clinging to life, my husband finally arrived.

My mother-in-law thrust a doctored video in his face and said, "Troy! Your wife had an affair and got pregnant with another man's child. Look, here's the proof!"

Staring at the two lines on the pregnancy test, I fell into deep thought. It had been almost ten years of this tumultuous relationship with Troy Walker.

Now that we were having a baby, maybe it was time to finally accept my situation.

Even if he was like a mad dog, I was the one holding the leash.

Having made peace with this thought, I took a photo of the pregnancy test and sent it to Troy, who was away on a business trip.

Soon after, I heard a loud commotion downstairs.

Looking through the window, I saw my long-absent mother-in-law Lucy, marching up with a group of elderly women, all of them hurling insults as they approached.

"What a disgrace to our family!"

"Sisters, if she hadn't gone too far, would we ever air our family's dirty laundry like this?"

"Today, I don't care about my reputation - I'm going to tear that cheating witch apart!"

I listened briefly before losing interest. Since our marriage, Lucy had always resented me for "stealing" her son. After constantly trying to make my life miserable, she ended up getting her finger broken by Troy and was thrown out of the house.

Needless to say, our relationship was beyond repair.

A few minutes later, there was a knock at the door.

I checked the time - it was only 9 AM. Why was our housekeeper here so early?

Puzzled, I opened the door.

Lucy and her elderly friends barged right in.

Before I could make sense of the situation, Lucy pointed at me with her crooked finger. "Look everyone, this is that wicked daughter-in-law who convinced my son to break my finger shortly after their marriage!"

"She even made my son throw me and his sister out of the house and cut ties with us."

I frowned in displeasure. "This is my home. Please leave."

But Lucy suddenly slapped me across the face.

"You ungrateful witch! My son has given you his heart and soul all these years, and you repay him by cheating!"

The pain was intense, leaving my head spinning.

Since marrying Troy, if someone even accidentally bumped into me, he would beat them senseless. If he found out his mother had slapped me today, she would face severe consequences.

To prevent a family tragedy, I suppressed my anger and warned, "Leave now, and I'll pretend this never happened."

Though Troy was gentle and compliant with me, his condition made him ruthlessly violent toward others.

But Lucy wouldn't back down. She grabbed my hair viciously and snarled, "Feeling guilty, aren't you? If you dare to cheat, you better be prepared to face the consequences."

I broke free from her grip and said coldly, "You dare accuse me of cheating? Have you forgotten how your finger got broken?"

Troy's possessiveness was pathological. After marrying him, he had a tracking chip implanted in my body just so he could monitor my every move.

I didn’t even have a chance to look at another man, yet here she was accusing me of cheating. It was laughable.

I thought reminding her about the incident might make her back down.

Instead, she slapped me again.

"Stop acting! With skills like these, you should be in Hollywood!"

"I wouldn't be here without solid proof."

Lucy pulled out her phone and played a video.

In it, a scantily-clad woman was passionately kissing a man. Then he pushed her down, and she let out suggestive sounds.

The video was extremely explicit, but what shocked me most was that the woman's face was identical to mine.

The elderly women with Lucy started chiming in: "Absolutely shameless. In the old days, adulterous women like her would've been drowned!"

"If she were my daughter-in-law, I'd beat her to death!"

"The world's gone to hell. She looks so innocent, but behind closed doors..."

Their vicious words made my blood boil. I'd never been so humiliated in my life.

The video was clearly deepfaked, but trying to explain AI technology to these old crones would be pointless.

I reached for my phone to call Troy - this was his mother, let him deal with her. Whatever happened after that wouldn't be my concern.

But Lucy snatched my phone and smashed it against the floor, shattering it completely.

I stared at her, stunned by her brazen behavior.

"If Troy finds out about your actions today, even I won't be able to protect you!"

Lucy sneered, "When my son learns about your affair, we'll see who needs protection!"

I looked at the group and gave them one final warning. "What you're doing is criminal. I'm giving you one last chance to leave."

One of the old women spat, "The nerve of her! Caught cheating and still acting righteous!"

"That's right, Lucy! Show her what a proper mother-in-law does - teach this tramp a lesson!"

Encouraged by their words, Lucy kicked my expensive hand-carved rosewood chair, breaking it in half.

"Everything you have is because of my son! Without him, you'd still be sleeping on a hard bed in the slums! How dare you tell me to leave!"

The old women cheered at her display, praising her boldness.

Following her lead, they destroyed the remaining three chairs.

This set of hand-carved rosewood furniture was something Troy had bought at great expense just to make me happy.

One of them picked up my antique glass cup, ready to smash it.

I warned her coldly, "That's an antique worth two million."

She hesitated, but Lucy stepped forward and smashed it herself.

"Everything here belongs to my son! I'm telling you all - break whatever you want. We need to teach this witch a lesson!"

With her permission, the women went berserk, destroying everything in sight.

I watched coldly, knowing each item they destroyed would become evidence for their prison sentences.

Suddenly, one of them tapped Lucy's shoulder. "Look at how she's glaring at you!"

"Everything you're breaking was bought with your son's money - it doesn't affect her at all."

"We need to teach her a real lesson she won't forget."

Lucy looked at me, her eyes flashing with malice as she walked toward me.

They outnumbered me, and I knew better than to fight a losing battle. I tried to run for the door.

But Lucy grabbed my arm and yanked me back. Pain shot through my knee as I was forced to the ground.

Lucy stepped on my thigh and ground her heel in.

I cried out in pain.

"You little witch, always playing the victim! I barely touched you, and you're screaming like that!"

I glared at her coldly. "Lucy Patworth, you'll regret everything you're doing today."

"Still defiant? I'll teach you how to be a proper daughter-in-law!"

From the day I married Troy, Lucy had been desperate to "teach me my place." She'd even prepared a list of duties, including washing her feet and underwear daily.

Apparently, Troy's grandmother had treated her the same way, so she was eager to continue the tradition with me.

Women have always been cruel to other women.

But she forgot that my husband had violence tendencies, and I hadn't married him by choice.

Before that list even reached my hands, Troy had torn it to shreds and berated her.

She never dared confront her son directly, so she'd been waiting to take her anger out on me.

Today, she finally got her chance.

Lucy had one of her friends fetch a basin of water from the bathroom. Grabbing my hair, she hissed, "In the old days, they used to drown adulterous women. Let's give you a taste of that."

With that, she forced my head into the basin.

The cold water covered my nose and mouth. The suffocation was immediate and terrifying.

I struggled violently but couldn't break free from her grip.

Just when I thought I was about to die, she yanked my head back up by my hair.

I gasped desperately for air, water dripping down my face and clothes, completely disheveled.

"Not so proud now, are you? You think you can order around my son - the one I raised with my own blood and sweat? Who do you think you are?"

After catching my breath, I shot her a sideways glance, hatred burning inside me. "If you've got the guts, kill me right now. Otherwise, you'll pay for this!"

In that moment, I hated Troy with every fiber of my being. If he hadn't forced me to marry him, none of this would be happening.

Lucy slapped me again, drawing blood from my lip.

"Still talking back! I won't rest until I put you in your place!"

She plunged my head back into the water.

This time she held me under even longer. She repeated this over and over until I was completely drained of strength.

Finally, someone spoke up, noticing my pale face. "Lucy, she's learned her lesson. Don't kill her."

"Times have changed - you'll go to prison for killing your daughter-in-law, and we'll all be accomplices!"

At the mention of prison, more women started urging Lucy to stop.

She yanked my hair one last time and threw me to the ground, my clothes soaked.

She sneered, "I'll let you off for now, you drowned rat. Just wait until my son deals with your adultery!"

Exhausted, I thought to myself: when Troy comes after you, I won't say a word to help you this time.

Just then, another woman came from the bathroom holding my pregnancy test and handed it to Lucy.

Lucy's eyes widened in rage as she kicked me hard.

"You shamless! You're even carrying someone else's child!"

I instinctively curled up, protecting my stomach with my hands.

As Lucy drew back for another kick, I quickly said, "It's not other man's child - it's Troy's baby!"

Lucy roared, "Don't lie to me! I know you never wanted his children. You even made him get a vasectomy!"

She pointed at me furiously. "You're trying to end the Walker family line!"

When I first married Troy, he never used protection, saying he wanted us to be completely one.

I threw dozens of boxes of birth control pills in front of him, telling him I'd take one every time he touched me - I refused to have a child with his genetic condition.

Worried about the drugs harming my health, he got a vasectomy instead.

The elderly women were outraged - to them, nothing was more important than family legacy.

"She's pure evil - making her husband sterile and now trying to pass off another man's child as his!"

"These young women today! My last daughter-in-law also cheated and had another man's baby. I took care of that child for three years before I found out!"

"If I'd known sooner, I would've made sure that evil kid was never born."

Spurred on by their words, Lucy looked at me with venomous eyes.

"They're right! I'll get rid of that baby in your belly before it can harm our family!"

For the first time, real panic gripped me. I tried explaining to Lucy: "It really is Troy's baby! His company developed new genetic screening technology that let me have a healthy baby."

"If you don't believe me, call Troy and ask him!"

"You scheming witch! I know exactly what you're up to. Troy is so bewitched by you, he'd forgive you even if he knew about your affair."

"But as his mother, I won't let him bear this shame!"

With that, she kicked me hard in the stomach. Excruciating pain radiated from deep within.