My Husband Poured His Mother-in-Law's Ashes into the Toilet

He stared at me with a terrifying gaze, "Diana, to keep me, you actually resorted to such despicable means."

"Fine, fine, I'll give you what you want!" His voice turned cold, and with one hand, he picked up the urn remains from the ground while the other yanked my hair as he dragged me towards the restroom.

"Let go of me!" My scalp was burning with pain as I struggled desperately.

The director saw the number of viewers in the livestream skyrocket and signaled the crew to follow along.

"His mom isn't even dead, and this woman is putting ashes in the urn. That's just too vicious."

"She's trying to steal our little angel Diana's husband, and even cursed his mom!"

"She is beyond shameless!"

"Jeff, don't be mad. Diana didn't mean it," Ida said softly as she followed behind.

"She just loves you too much."

"Does she love me? By cursing my mom to die?" Jeff kicked the restroom door open and shoved me inside.

The door slammed against the wall with a loud bang, and I staggered forward, hitting the stained wall with a thud.

Warm liquid began trickling down my forehead.

Jeff sneered at me, pushing open a stall door. "This thing shouldn't even exist!"

He was about to dump the ashes into the toilet!

The stench filled my nose. This makeshift outdoor restroom was visibly crude and poorly maintained.

The toilet bowl contained a yellowish, unidentified liquid.

"Jeff!" I screamed in anguish, "That's your mother's ashes! The mother who raised you!"

"You're still cursing my mom!" Jeff kicked me in the chest, continuing without care. "Then you better watch closely!"

"Jeff," I endured the pain, crawling towards him and kneeling. "Please, don't dump them."

The Jeff who used to be pained if I cut my finger now looked at me without a shred of emotion as I lay in agony.

"I didn't lie to you, I really didn't." Tears streamed down my face as I begged him.

I regretted it. I really regretted it.

I shouldn't have brought my mother-in-law's ashes here. I shouldn't have taken them out.

"They really are her ashes!"

Jeff's hand hesitated for a moment.

"Diana, what are you doing?" Ida rushed in from behind, trying to help me up.

Ida! Yes! Jeff always listens to her.

Grasping at my last hope, I grabbed her arm. "Please, please talk to Jeff."

"I'll agree to anything. I'll divorce him, right now!"

Ida, her face full of concern, bent down to help me. "Diana, what are you saying?"

In the next moment, when Jeff couldn't see, she shot me a victorious smile, whispering in a voice only the two of us could hear, "Want me to convince him? Fine."

"Kneel and beg me."

"Fine!" I couldn't afford to think if she was telling the truth or not. All I wanted was to save my mother-in-law's ashes.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

I knocked my head on the ground several times, leaving red marks on my forehead.

"Diana!" Ida suddenly cried out, collapsing to the ground.

I looked up, bewildered. Just moments ago, Ida had been standing tall, but now she sat on the floor, crying like a delicate flower in the rain. "I was just trying to help you up. Why did you push me?"

"And you even warned me to stay away from Jeff."