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Dismembered by My Husband’s Crush Chapter 1
The dismembered body parts on the autopsy table were swollen like giant jellyfish, with pale yellow mucus oozing steadily out of them. It must've smelled awful. Not that I could tell. I was dead."The chief's here," said Dylan Hale, the forensic pathologist, glancing up as the door creaked open.Police Chief Samuel Wharton then entered, pinching his nose, his expression tight. "What’s the situation?""The body parts are bloated beyond recognition. No visible tattoos or identifying marks, but we can barely confirm the victim is female. It's pretty brutal. A lot of bones were smashed before dismemberment." Dylan sighed. "But there’s something interesting. The moss found on the safe suggests the body’s been underwater for about five years."Samuel paused, his hand frozen mid-air as he adjusted his face mask. His surprise flickered briefly before he joined Dylan, leaning in to examine the remains.Five years? I had been dead for five years?Hovering above them, I smirked bitterly. Af
Dismembered by My Husband’s Crush Chapter 2
A sharp, needle-like pain surged through my heart, threatening to tear me apart. I wanted to cry and scream. Even when Jasmine tortured me day and night, the agony had not crushed me like this.My child… They should have been born healthy, growing up happy and full of life, calling me "Mom" in a sweet, innocent voice. I would have loved them with everything I had. But Jasmine murdered me, and everything ended five years ago in that abandoned factory.Even Samuel, hardened as he was, stayed silent for a long time before finally speaking. "We’re looking at either a crime of passion or revenge."Dylan’s anger flared. "This is definitely a crime of passion! The cuts on the body are uneven, meaning the victim was still conscious when they were decapitated. And the killer knows their way around a body. The perpetrator was probably a woman. Otherwise, why go to such lengths to torture the victim?"I let out a bitter laugh. Dylan, who used to tremble at the sight of a corpse, had grown sha
Dismembered by My Husband’s Crush Chapter 3
I could not believe what I was hearing. I wanted the universe to tear me apart right then and there. Hearing those words from the man I had loved most was sickeningly ironic."Exactly! She didn’t deserve to be a cop!" Dylan chimed in with a nod of disdain. "A wolf in sheep’s clothing like her deserved far worse. They should strip her of her title and erase her from the records!""That’ll happen soon," Samuel muttered, his fingers hovering over the door handle before he pulled it and stepped out.My mind went blank. Those records… Every mission I survived, every bullet I dodged, all the bleeding and bruises, all in the name of honor. That was my legacy. It was more precious than my life itself. And because of Jasmine, Samuel was willing to erase it all?I wanted to grab him by the collar and scream at him. Had he ever truly loved me?Halfway down the hall, Samuel’s phone rang, and I was forced to follow as he answered. His voice softened. "Wassup, Jas?" A smile tugged at his lips.
Dismembered by My Husband’s Crush Chapter 4
All those years ago, Samuel and I had grown close while working together. Eventually, we got married. It was not a grand affair, since my undercover status made that impossible. Still, everyone at the station celebrated with us, and we handed out sweet wedding gifts.That should have been the start of my happiness. But Samuel started becoming increasingly argumentative."What’s the big deal about giving her a ride home after a late shift? We’re just colleagues.""Can you stop being so unreasonable?""I’m begging you, Emilia. Quit being so paranoid. I told you, Jas and I are just friends!"Had any of that been true?What kind of "friend" chatted casually about lacey underwear every other day? What kind of "friend" accidentally sent bathrobe-selfies to someone else’s husband? And what kind of "friend" took time off work to go hiking with said man while his wife was home recovering from a miscarriage?And the worst of it all, I still remembered the call Jasmine made while drunk."
Dismembered by My Husband’s Crush Chapter 5
There was no way the drug lord could possibly object to Jasmine's suggestion. In fact, he seemed impressed. He generously left behind three pounds of drugs and two men to assist her. "You’re a despicable woman, but I admire that. If things don’t work out with the cops, you can always come work for me," he said, scribbling his phone number on a piece of paper."That will never happen." Jasmine scoffed, not even glancing at the number. "Because Sam and I will have a happy life."Using my phone, Jasmine quickly sent a message to the police outside.[There are bombs in the hideout. Don’t act rashly.]Then, she played pre-recorded clips of the drug lord’s voice, releasing them little by little over the next few days to make it seem like the criminals were still holed up in the factory.Meanwhile, she unleashed hell on me.For three days and nights, I was tortured. My body became riddled with blackened needle marks. When the withdrawal hit, it felt like thousands of ants burrowed int
Dismembered by My Husband’s Crush Chapter 6
He was disgusted by me?If I was so disgusting, why had he come to me when he blew all his money on mobile games? Why had he cried while clutching my legs after he got dumped? And when Jasmine took credit for his hard work on an autopsy report, leaving him bitter and angry, it was I who comforted him.Who was truly the disgusting one here?A colleague nudged Dylan, whispering, "Why bring up that horrible person on such a happy occasion?" His eyes flicked toward Marcus, reminding Dylan of my connection to the latter.Dylan finally fell silent, but Marcus just waved it off with a smile. "We’re all officers here. We must confront our mistakes, not avoid them." He then added, "And I share your pain about Emilia. It breaks my heart that she turned out to be a traitor. But rest assured, the station will never stop trying to track her down. We owe Jas that much." He patted Samuel on the shoulder.My entire being trembled with pain. Marcus adopted me after my parents died in the line of d
Dismembered by My Husband’s Crush Chapter 7
Samuel froze. His entire body tensed, and he nearly dropped his phone.Jasmine rushed to steady him. "What’s wrong, Sam? Are you okay?"But Samuel did not even look at her. His grip tightened around the phone as he demanded, "Are you sure?""You know I was part of her extraction once, Chief." The voice on the other end sighed. "During that mission, she took a bullet to the jaw while protecting me. It left a distinct scar on her lower jawbone. The skull we pulled up is completely skeletal, and there’s a small indentation in the same spot. Any officer could tell at a glance it’s the kind of damage only a bullet could leave."The veins on the hand Samuel used to hold his phone bulged from his tightening grip. His brow furrowed deeply, his expression turning more conflicted by the second.But why? Was he not happy? Why wasn't he smiling?"Of course, just to be sure..." The voice trailed off, sensing Samuel’s disbelief. "We’ll run a DNA test…" But Samuel was not listening anymore."I
Dismembered by My Husband’s Crush Chapter 8
On the drive to the port, Samuel ran eight red lights. By the time he got there, one of his tires had blown, but he had not even noticed."Chief!" Lucas Cole, the officer in charge of the recovery, rushed to greet Samuel, looking apologetic. "I’m really sorry. I know you’re in the middle of your wedding, but this…this is something you have to see."Samuel did not respond to the apology, simply extending his hand and saying, "Show me the skull.""Right!" Lucas quickly grabbed a bag from another vehicle and handed it over. "I think the killer wanted to erase every trace of her identity," he explained. "Instead of leaving the head in the safe with the other body parts, they put it in an iron cage with rocks and sank it to the bottom of the ocean. That way, the fish would eat away at the flesh and leave nothing but bones. No evidence. But even the best plans have flaws…"As Samuel turned the skull over in his hands, inspecting it, Lucas took a drag from his cigarette. "The killer didn’
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