At the funeral, Alex held my white wedding dress. His lonely expression made his parents break down and cry. Having lost my parents young, I did not keep in touch with many relatives. So, almost everyone at the funeral was from his side. However, what I saw on their faces was mostly smug satisfaction. "What's wrong with the Walters? They're having a funeral for the bride just three days after the wedding." "That's none of your business!" A sharp female voice rang out from the door. It was Leila, storming in with a group of bodyguards. "Mia is dead, and you old folks still can't stop gossiping?" Leila then dumped a glass of wine over the elderly woman who had been gossiping about me. Then, she marched up to Alex with her bodyguards."Alex, I've wanted to hit you for a long time, but Mia always stopped me. She's gone now; if you're a man, you'll come with me and settle this privately. Otherwise, don't blame me for being rude!"Alex immediately shoved his parents aside,
"I'm sorry that I broke my promise. Can you forgive me just this once? Please come back. I can't live without you."You were always so accommodating before; why would you leave me so decisively this time?"His heartbroken look disgusted me.He drank half a bottle of white liquor in despair, then touched my gravestone with a dazed expression.In a sudden moment of clarity, he shouted, "Mia, I've figured it out. It's Susan, that witch! She hired someone to kill you. She did it out of jealousy!" I had already known the truth, so it did not surprise me. However, the stack of photos he brought out did shock me."Mia, I didn't let any of the criminals go, including the mastermind. "I've gotten rid of everyone you hated. Please forgive me, will you?" I saw Susan's dead body in the photo, her eyes wide open in death. Through the photo, I could see she was half-beaten to death and then stabbed by Alex. She barely escaped his grip, only to be hit by a passing car, thrown into the ci
I stood before a body, beaten so badly that it was a bloody mess, limp and lifeless on the ground. Even though her breathing had stopped, her hands still clutched a handful of grass as if enduring immense pain. The sock covering her face was blown away by the wind and revealed a terrifying expression with no eyes and shattered teeth. I froze. It was me. I was dead. Just two hours ago, I was kidnapped on my way home. Even though I offered to pay the ransom, they seemed uninterested in money. All their talk implied that they wanted my life instead. While they were eating at a rest area, I stayed calm and managed to untie the ropes on my hands. Alex Walter, my husband, was the head of the city's largest Bodyguard Association. After being with him for seven years, I learned a lot about first aid. After freeing my hands, I searched the car and finally found the phone left by one of the kidnappers. I saw they were still eating, so I called Alex, who had just run away from o
I wondered if Alex and Susan were really just childhood friends.For the past six months, I had found several unfamiliar lingeries at home. My intuition told me something was wrong. However, out of trust in Alex and the seven years we had spent together, I convinced myself that these were just surprises he was preparing for me. It was not until my twenty-fifth birthday that I came home early and found used contraceptives in the trash. On the same day, Susan followed me on Instagram. Her stories were filled with photos of her in lingerie. I had seen almost every piece of them at home. Long after, she sent a photo of a green, half-undressed lingerie set, asking sweetly, [Mia, my green lingerie is missing. Have you seen it?]The green lingerie was covering Alex's head as he slept soundly. I was filled with rage and woke him up. He explained impatiently, as he was still half-asleep, "Susan was kidnapped today. She came over to take a shower after I rescued her. Can you stop o
Sven Walter, Alex's brother, was confused.I got up in a disheveled state, watching Alex's resolute figure leave. My in-laws shot me a side glance, muttering that I could not even control my man. His relatives' eyes were full of mockery.Only my best friend, my one and only family, rushed to the stage, crying, and pulled me away."Mia, this is too much. You shouldn't marry him!"In the end, I put the ring that belonged to me on my ring finger, then tossed his ring aside carelessly.After the unpleasant wedding banquet, I drank myself into a stupor, venting to my best friend."He planned the whole wedding—the invitation, the venue set up, the wedding rings. How could he not love me?"My best friend sent me home.I was restless, scrolling through my phone, when I saw a story post from Susan. She was holding a pair of bony hands with a heart drawn on them."I'm so grateful to have met such a great childhood friend. I've survived at the hands of the kidnappers again. He promised t
"Jon, she's dead. We should leave quickly before the bodyguards catch up."Soon after, Alex received a text reminder from across the city.Perhaps because of the brutal death, my soul actually travelled through the internet and appeared beside Alex.At that moment, he was holding Susan and gently comforting her."I would have been taken advantage of by those bad guys today if it weren't for you, Alex."Alex, content, touched her face, and replied with a sweet voice, "I promised I'd be there whenever you need me. How could I let you be in danger?"A soul has no heartbeat, but I could clearly feel a sharp pain in my chest as I watched this scene.He had once made the same promise to me.As I watched them act so intimately, the bodyguards behind us muttered in dissatisfaction, "Captain, the commander called two hours ago and ordered us to rescue a kidnapped client. Should we head to the car and continue?"And your wife was kidnapped too? Should we go check on her too?"Alex was
The wedding dress seemed familiar to Alex. His heart started racing as soon as he saw it, but he told himself not to overthink. After all, wedding dresses all looked similar, and since he had just gotten married, it was normal for the dress to seem familiar. What he forgot was the traditional wedding dress was one he had spent six months stitching for me by hand.Not long after, Susan stumbled out of the car, crying out in pain, "Alex, my hand hurts. I hit it on the car frame when I fell—" Alex immediately rushed to comfort hand, and the commander's face turned even darker. "Alex, you showed up this late just for this girl?" Susan looked lively and full of energy, completely unlike the fragile girl Alex had described. "How foolish are you? You gave up your principles just to flirt with her and failed to save the client!"The deputy leader of the bodyguards, who had heard the commander's criticism, immediately vented his dissatisfaction with Alex. The other bodyguards behind
Alex fell into a deep sleep in the living room, and I had yet to return.In his dream, he saw me glaring at him with bloodshot eyes, asking why he did not come to save me. He woke up startled and rushed to the master bedroom. His face lit up with joy when he saw Susan lying on the bed. "I knew you would come in, Alex. I'm ready—" "I knew you would come back, Mia. Please don't be angry, I know I was wrong—" It was only after Susan turned on the lamp next to the bed that Alex's face turned disappointed. As if remembering something, he rushed to the wardrobe and frantically searched, but there was no sign of me; only his clothes were left. "Susan, I'm sorry to disturb your sleep. I'll go back to the living room." No matter how much Susan tried to force a smile and keep him there, Alex insisted on returning to the sofa. It was already the middle of the night, yet I still had not come home. The messages he had sent me were still marked as unread. He finally panicked, typi
"I'm sorry that I broke my promise. Can you forgive me just this once? Please come back. I can't live without you."You were always so accommodating before; why would you leave me so decisively this time?"His heartbroken look disgusted me.He drank half a bottle of white liquor in despair, then touched my gravestone with a dazed expression.In a sudden moment of clarity, he shouted, "Mia, I've figured it out. It's Susan, that witch! She hired someone to kill you. She did it out of jealousy!" I had already known the truth, so it did not surprise me. However, the stack of photos he brought out did shock me."Mia, I didn't let any of the criminals go, including the mastermind. "I've gotten rid of everyone you hated. Please forgive me, will you?" I saw Susan's dead body in the photo, her eyes wide open in death. Through the photo, I could see she was half-beaten to death and then stabbed by Alex. She barely escaped his grip, only to be hit by a passing car, thrown into the ci
At the funeral, Alex held my white wedding dress. His lonely expression made his parents break down and cry. Having lost my parents young, I did not keep in touch with many relatives. So, almost everyone at the funeral was from his side. However, what I saw on their faces was mostly smug satisfaction. "What's wrong with the Walters? They're having a funeral for the bride just three days after the wedding." "That's none of your business!" A sharp female voice rang out from the door. It was Leila, storming in with a group of bodyguards. "Mia is dead, and you old folks still can't stop gossiping?" Leila then dumped a glass of wine over the elderly woman who had been gossiping about me. Then, she marched up to Alex with her bodyguards."Alex, I've wanted to hit you for a long time, but Mia always stopped me. She's gone now; if you're a man, you'll come with me and settle this privately. Otherwise, don't blame me for being rude!"Alex immediately shoved his parents aside,
Alex's phone rang again. He looked at the phone excitedly, but his face quickly changed to disappointment and then to fear. I was curious and glanced over. It was a call from the commander. He tried to calm his growing unease, trembling as he answered the call. "Alex, hurry to the police station. You'll understand when you get here." It seemed like he felt something. His eyes widened in disbelief as he stumbled out the door. In his rush, he forgot to change his shoes. He did not care about the rain and ran straight into his car. I could not help but sneer to watch him in a frantic state.Alex was all over the place, running through several traffic lights. Finally, ten minutes later, he rushed into the police station. "You got here in ten minutes when it should have taken an hour?" "What is going on, Commander James? Why did you call me here?" Alex stared at the Commander, Luis James, with bloodshot eyes. Even though he was drenched, he ignored and grabbed Luis' a
Alex fell into a deep sleep in the living room, and I had yet to return.In his dream, he saw me glaring at him with bloodshot eyes, asking why he did not come to save me. He woke up startled and rushed to the master bedroom. His face lit up with joy when he saw Susan lying on the bed. "I knew you would come in, Alex. I'm ready—" "I knew you would come back, Mia. Please don't be angry, I know I was wrong—" It was only after Susan turned on the lamp next to the bed that Alex's face turned disappointed. As if remembering something, he rushed to the wardrobe and frantically searched, but there was no sign of me; only his clothes were left. "Susan, I'm sorry to disturb your sleep. I'll go back to the living room." No matter how much Susan tried to force a smile and keep him there, Alex insisted on returning to the sofa. It was already the middle of the night, yet I still had not come home. The messages he had sent me were still marked as unread. He finally panicked, typi
The wedding dress seemed familiar to Alex. His heart started racing as soon as he saw it, but he told himself not to overthink. After all, wedding dresses all looked similar, and since he had just gotten married, it was normal for the dress to seem familiar. What he forgot was the traditional wedding dress was one he had spent six months stitching for me by hand.Not long after, Susan stumbled out of the car, crying out in pain, "Alex, my hand hurts. I hit it on the car frame when I fell—" Alex immediately rushed to comfort hand, and the commander's face turned even darker. "Alex, you showed up this late just for this girl?" Susan looked lively and full of energy, completely unlike the fragile girl Alex had described. "How foolish are you? You gave up your principles just to flirt with her and failed to save the client!"The deputy leader of the bodyguards, who had heard the commander's criticism, immediately vented his dissatisfaction with Alex. The other bodyguards behind
"Jon, she's dead. We should leave quickly before the bodyguards catch up."Soon after, Alex received a text reminder from across the city.Perhaps because of the brutal death, my soul actually travelled through the internet and appeared beside Alex.At that moment, he was holding Susan and gently comforting her."I would have been taken advantage of by those bad guys today if it weren't for you, Alex."Alex, content, touched her face, and replied with a sweet voice, "I promised I'd be there whenever you need me. How could I let you be in danger?"A soul has no heartbeat, but I could clearly feel a sharp pain in my chest as I watched this scene.He had once made the same promise to me.As I watched them act so intimately, the bodyguards behind us muttered in dissatisfaction, "Captain, the commander called two hours ago and ordered us to rescue a kidnapped client. Should we head to the car and continue?"And your wife was kidnapped too? Should we go check on her too?"Alex was
Sven Walter, Alex's brother, was confused.I got up in a disheveled state, watching Alex's resolute figure leave. My in-laws shot me a side glance, muttering that I could not even control my man. His relatives' eyes were full of mockery.Only my best friend, my one and only family, rushed to the stage, crying, and pulled me away."Mia, this is too much. You shouldn't marry him!"In the end, I put the ring that belonged to me on my ring finger, then tossed his ring aside carelessly.After the unpleasant wedding banquet, I drank myself into a stupor, venting to my best friend."He planned the whole wedding—the invitation, the venue set up, the wedding rings. How could he not love me?"My best friend sent me home.I was restless, scrolling through my phone, when I saw a story post from Susan. She was holding a pair of bony hands with a heart drawn on them."I'm so grateful to have met such a great childhood friend. I've survived at the hands of the kidnappers again. He promised t
I wondered if Alex and Susan were really just childhood friends.For the past six months, I had found several unfamiliar lingeries at home. My intuition told me something was wrong. However, out of trust in Alex and the seven years we had spent together, I convinced myself that these were just surprises he was preparing for me. It was not until my twenty-fifth birthday that I came home early and found used contraceptives in the trash. On the same day, Susan followed me on Instagram. Her stories were filled with photos of her in lingerie. I had seen almost every piece of them at home. Long after, she sent a photo of a green, half-undressed lingerie set, asking sweetly, [Mia, my green lingerie is missing. Have you seen it?]The green lingerie was covering Alex's head as he slept soundly. I was filled with rage and woke him up. He explained impatiently, as he was still half-asleep, "Susan was kidnapped today. She came over to take a shower after I rescued her. Can you stop o
I stood before a body, beaten so badly that it was a bloody mess, limp and lifeless on the ground. Even though her breathing had stopped, her hands still clutched a handful of grass as if enduring immense pain. The sock covering her face was blown away by the wind and revealed a terrifying expression with no eyes and shattered teeth. I froze. It was me. I was dead. Just two hours ago, I was kidnapped on my way home. Even though I offered to pay the ransom, they seemed uninterested in money. All their talk implied that they wanted my life instead. While they were eating at a rest area, I stayed calm and managed to untie the ropes on my hands. Alex Walter, my husband, was the head of the city's largest Bodyguard Association. After being with him for seven years, I learned a lot about first aid. After freeing my hands, I searched the car and finally found the phone left by one of the kidnappers. I saw they were still eating, so I called Alex, who had just run away from o