All Chapters of Swindled By Hubby Who Faked His Death: Chapter 1 - Chapter 8

"Are you Max Chase's wife? Your husband suffered a brain hemorrhage and, despite our best efforts, he passed away an hour ago." Half an hour earlier, I received a call from a private hospital near our home and rushed over, only to be greeted with the news of my husband's death the moment I walked through the door. Beside me, my son, Evan Chase, had already been waiting. His eyes were red and swollen as he looked up at me. "Mom, Dad... he's gone." I stared at the figure being wheeled out, covered in a white sheet, and then at my son, devastated beside me. It felt like a dream, unreal and suffocating. In my previous life, seeing Evan like this had broken my heart. Tears in my eyes, I had pulled him into my arms, trying to comfort him."Don't worry, Evan. Even if it's just the two of us, I won't let you suffer. I promise." But only days after Max's death, the debt collectors had come knocking. That's when I learned the truth—my husband had racked up nearly a million in gambli

Evan's face was filled with panic as he spread his arms wide, blocking the hospital bed where Max lay. "No! I do not consent!" he shouted, his voice cracking under the strain. I pretended to scold him, my tone condescending but calm. "This is grown-up business. When did you get the right to interfere, child?" Sweat dotted his forehead as I stood by, watching him with cold indifference. His guilt was written all over his face, and I had no intention of letting him off the hook. "Mom, don't you love Dad the most? How could you bear to let him go without a whole body?" His voice was filled with desperate pleading. But I remained unmoved. "Organ donation is a way to save lives. I'm helping him earn some merit. Who knows, maybe in his next life, he'll be born into a good family," I said, my tone steady.Seeing that his words had no effect, Evan tried to hold his ground, glancing around frantically as if waiting for someone to show up. And then, his eyes lit up. "Aunt Rena!" he

"Dad, what are we going to do? You took out a 1.5 million loan for that business deal, and the debt collectors will be knocking on our door soon. But all our funds are tied up in foreign accounts, and we can't access them right now!" Evan's voice wavered with concern. Max took a long drag from his cigarette, remaining silent for a moment before speaking. "Before your grandparents passed, they left your mom a house in Bellavaus. It was part of her pre-marital assets, and I've brought up the idea of selling it several times over the years, but she's never agreed." Rena chuckled softly. "That's easy enough to fix. Just let the debt collectors come after her. Evan is her son, and with his college entrance exams coming up, she won't let him suffer the consequences." Evan hesitated, looking conflicted. "But… even if Mom doesn't sell the house, odds are she's going to leave it to me in the future anyway…""You naive child." Rena sighed. "You know what your mom is like—always the same,

The moment I submitted the evidence, Max was immediately summoned by the police. Along with him, Rena was also brought in for questioning. The police swiftly launched an investigation, but due to insufficient evidence, only Max was detained. Rena, to my frustration, was released shortly after. Through his constant contact with Rena, Evan quickly learned of Max's detention. Somehow, she managed to twist the truth, convincing Evan that it was all my fault. She made him believe that if I had sold the house to pay off the debts, none of this would have happened, and the police wouldn't have come after Max. When Evan stormed into the house that day, his face was flushed with anger as he confronted me."This is all your fault! Do you see what you've done to Dad?!" he yelled, his voice thick with rage. "It's just a house! Why won't you sell it? You only ever think about yourself!" I stood there, watching him, taking in the sight of my eighteen-year-old son. Despite his age, he behave