120: Indeed, I was too greedy (Part 3)_1
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He had become more submissive than before, his obedience slowly softened the woman's wariness.
The woman seemed to forget that a life lay between them, as if she had forgotten the deep-seated hatred he held for her. Whenever she was displeased, she would return home to kick and punch him, her brutality never ceasing; he had essentially become her punching bag.
After his brother's death, there was no one left to protect him as his brother had. Having been beaten so often, he eventually figured out some tricks, so when he was being hit, he would always protect his head, hunch his body, curl up, and try to defend his head and abdomen. As a result, the wounds on his body, though they looked terrible, were not actually serious.
The woman gradually grew complacent; she became careless, thinking he was just a spineless dough she could shape as she wished.
Little did she know, even if he were really a piece of dough, with time, he had already transformed into a venomous snake.