My father once said that I'm lucky because I had married a man that has a lot of money, owns a house and lot, a successful businessman and have a pretty face. In short, he's the ideal man of everyone. But for me, he's not. Why? The day that I married him, my life started to became hell. He always beat me up, treated me like a dog, maltreating me with his mistress like I'm not a human. But now that I am already free form that hellish house. " I will make them suffer and 'Taste My Vengeance.'"