The Lust Of My Husband - Chapter 264 - 269 Enemy in Love Comes to the Door

Henry is a university graduate who happens to be working as a hotel receptionist, though with big dreams of being more than that. All these change for good one day when he finds a way of cracking a very sophisticated technological system, which ultimately empowers him to formulate and develop leading-edge inventions from his bedroom.With a determined mind not only to conquer the market but also to move out of his gray life, Henry starts into his journey of fame by introducing a number of radical technologies that capture the interest of the whole world and hold it.

The story begins with the last day of Yggdrasil, a popular online game which is being quietly shut down. Our protagonist Momonga decides to stay in his beloved game until the last moment, so waits for the forced logout. Unexpectedly, the server does not shut down and Momonga is stuck in a skeleton avatar in another world. “The powerful Overlord” needs now to discover the new world and face the continuous challenges that arise.

Why do Gods of Transmigration love to murder their benefactors instead of asking for their help a normal way?That's how Karl got started as well. Murdered by a goddamn goddess, dumped into another world, and told to save her from her problems. You'd think gods would have their shit together, being gods and all. But apparently they do not.Karl, a teenager, who felt the inequality in his already struggling life more than ever before, finds himself transmigrated as a vice principal of a magical academy. The council accuses him of his incapability and his inexperience, believing he's not fit to lead them to the top.[ Mana meter unlocked: capacity F ]Even his cheat skill seems like a useless gimmick as Karl faces the worst students of the academy and the most difficult professors.That goddess better sends his paycheck to his parents in his old world because Karl isn't going to work for free, and if he does this job, the least she could do is pay off their debts.But then again...“I won't accept this fate handed out to me. This world might offer me the fantasies but they can't give me the warmth of my loved ones.”Would he be able to meet the Goddess and return back to his world or would he gets buried under the history of the lands that had once housed Gods and Demons alike?

In her last life, Qu Zhi tried her best to be a good wife who was sensible and did not cause trouble, a filial and good daughter who helped her family, and a good mother who accompanied her children. However, Qu Zhi worked hard and suffered all her life. When she was about to die, she realized that in the end, all she got back for her hard work were complaints. Her husband complained that she was an idle, rich wife all day long who wasn’t satisfied with her happiness at home, and that she was a greedy woman.

But after decades of marriage, her husband had a firm, deadly hold on all her money, and she didn’t even have a dime to her name, nor a property to call her own. Every time she asked for money, he would trample all over her self-esteem. Her husband’s cold and sarcastic words made her unable to lift her head, and his friends would demean her while drinking wine, making her tremble with anger. This man had once said he would take care of her, yet he turned a blind eye! Those people focused on her happiness as a topic, and made a joke out of it.

Even her three children resented her for her uneven love towards everyone, and their relationship only became more strained as time passed. She had spent her whole life as a loner, and she had nothing. Lying on the operation table, Qu Zhi thought that if she could do it all over again, she wouldn’t be a housewife. She wouldn’t have given her second daughter away, and she wouldn’t take care of her blood-sucking relatives.

She wouldn’t marry her indifferent, cold husband either! When she next opened her eyes, she was back to twenty years in the past. Her eldest daughter was still in elementary school, and her second daughter had been in her belly for several months…