During that time, my responsibility was to supervise my dad's diet. He had to take photos of his three meals and his morning and evening blood pressure medication.One day, the housekeeper called me, asking if I could bring home some blood pressure medicine for my dad."Jen, could you buy some blood pressure medicine for Mr. Middleton on your way home? He hasn't taken it for three days. He finished the last batch and hasn't gotten more. I offered to get it, but he refused, saying it didn't work," she said over the phone.The housekeeper knew that my dad could be stubborn sometimes, and even my mom couldn't convince him. But he was a softie for me, and I was the only one who could handle him. So, she called me in secret.However, that day, I had a full schedule and couldn't go out. Max had just finished his part-time job and was back at school, so I asked him to buy the medicine from a nearby pharmacy and bring it to me after class.Max readily agreed and waited for me at the gate
"Haha, so you found out about the insurance I bought for you!" Max sneered, his expression vicious. "And now, you need to die!""Max, do you really think you're clever? If I die suddenly, don't you think the insurance company will investigate? Killing someone is a crime, you know," I said calmly, staring at him. I felt incredibly foolish, realizing that I had loved a venomous snake for years.Max shrugged indifferently. "Yes, murder is a crime. But if you commit suicide, what does that have to do with me? The insurance policy I bought also covers suicide. Did you think I would be stupid enough to trap myself?"He continued slowly, "Because you had a baby with congenital defects, you have been emotionally unstable, suffering from severe postpartum depression and suicidal tendencies. You didn't take your prescribed medication regularly and had multiple failed suicide attempts. I have all the evidence prepared, including your psychological evaluation, to prove your mental illness. You
The night breeze was cool.Cintail Mountain was much cooler than Johnsonville, and the cold wind on my face intensified the burning sensation from my injuries.As I wiped the blood from my face, my hand became stained red. The breeze worsened my pain, causing waves of pain to shoot through my nerves. I reminded myself to conserve my strength and stay awake. I couldn't die like this, beaten by Max before I completed my plans.Max panted, his expression sinister and dark. He kept pushing his tongue against his back teeth, causing his face to twitch. It reminded me of a killer in a famous crime movie—someone who appeared gentle but had a cold, twisted look while committing murder.He rolled up his sleeves, squatted down, and forcefully grabbed my chin, making me meet his gaze.Speaking slowly, he said, "Jen, couldn't you just accept my plan and drown in the pool? Huh? Why did you have to make things difficult for me? You used to be so understanding and obedient. Why do you have to pi
I let out a bitter laugh. "Max, even if you despise my parents, I am your wife. I have given you my heart for seven years, and this is how you repay me? You are truly heartless. Calling you a beast is an insult to animals!""Wife? Hahaha, Jen, you are about to die, and you still hope I will go easy on you?" Max snarled, gripping my chin tightly. "Let me tell you, I never liked you!"He sneered, "If I didn't know that your father was Aaron Middleton, do you think I would have pursued you? Be a simp for you? Actually, saying that might be too harsh. Watching you dance around me like an idiot, I did feel slightly guilty. I thought that if you let me handle all your money, I wouldn't mind putting on an act in front of you forever. But you, you slut, you slept with someone else in a hotel!"Max's face contorted with rage as he spoke. "All these years, every time I wanted to have sex with you, you always had excuses—studying, safety precautions. Weren't you just playing hard to get? I tho
”In the beginning, you played hard to get, rejecting me multiple times, and I gradually lost interest. After I dealt with Aaron, I became even less interested in you. Especially after I got together with Cindy. Cindy is amazing—open-minded, adventurous, and she knows more moves than you ever will. Just looking at you disgusted me," Max sneered. "Actually, that morning when you hugged me, I felt like throwing up. But then I thought, this is perfect. Everyone thought I was the lucky country boy who married you, but now, you're just damaged goods."According to Max, he was already involved with Cindy back then, which means that when he confessed everything, including the timeline of events with Cindy to me, it was a lie. They had been sneaking around long before I got pregnant.If that night wasn't Max, could it have been someone arranged by Cindy?She knew Max had given me wine, so to get back at me, she might have arranged for another man to enter the room?Otherwise, how could the
So, Max allowed his mom, Annie, to make me do all the housework and cooking. He wouldn't let me hire any help and even went on a business trip right before I was due to give birth. His plan was to be absent during the delivery, so if anything happened, he could claim no responsibility.It's truly vicious.Not even novels dare to go this far.I couldn't even put my shock into words.Max furrowed his brows angrily and said, "But you're tough as a cockroach, aren't you? You didn't die from the pain on the way to the hospital. Some idiot brought you in just in time. That really pissed me off. I had planned for so long for you to die in childbirth, and you survived. Now I have to figure out another way to kill you."That led to more and more plans, didn't it?Max tossed me aside. I lay on the ground, weakened by the pain in my head and my lack of strength.He looked down at me, pressing his foot on my head and grinding it in. "Alright, Jen, just stay here and wait for me. I'm going t
When did I come up with the live streaming plan? One sleepless night, I was tossing and turning, thinking about how Steven said he couldn’t track down Max’s whereabouts or find any useful information. It became clear that the current methods were not enough to deal with Max. Max’s high intelligence meant he had some counter-surveillance abilities. So, after much deliberation, I decided to let him think he had the upper hand: investigating Lucy at the hospital, hiring a private investigator to follow Cindy and him, deliberately transferring the financial management, and rejecting his travel suggestions.In short, I let Max believe that I was wary of him while he smugly thought I couldn’t escape his grasp.It was a risky move, banking on Max’s arrogance. He thought that after my parents died, I was just a helpless girl with only my friend Wendy for support, and that I couldn’t possibly pose any threat to him. Had Max not been so overconfident, this wouldn't have been so easy.I al
He glared at me with a terrifyingly twisted face, his anger bubbling up from his chest. "Jen, if you’re so desperate to die, I have no choice but to kill you!"His trembling rage made my head spin.Max dragged me by my hair toward the edge of the pool. My scalp felt like it was being torn off—waves of pain coursed through my body. It hurt so much, but I clenched my teeth, refusing to scream.Even if I died, I wouldn't beg for mercy!At the poolside, Max threw me down, and my head hit the edge of the tiles. The dull pain was overwhelming. I looked at Max through a haze; his distorted face was now a blur, shadows dancing before my eyes.He squatted, grabbing my hair again. "You want to kill me? Then you can die with me!"The next second, he pushed my head into the pool.I had no strength to resist. Bubbles gurgled around me.Dad, Mom, I'm sorry.Baby, I'm sorry.But I'm coming to join you now.---When I woke up in the hospital, the first person I saw was Luke.I thought I