All Chapters of My Miserable Death Made My Police Husband Lose Control: Chapter 1 - Chapter 8

“Brandon, how much hatred do you think there is to dismember and mince up someone’s arm?!” As Nate Thurman, Brandon’s colleague, spoke, he was holding his arm against his nose to block the smell. He pointed at the disfigured arm to show Brandon. Brandon indifferently put on his gloves and rummaged around the trash can to find the remainder of the arm. The trash can reeked of rotten flesh and blood. Flies were swarming around it. Nate continued, “Brandon, I heard things are a bit weird around here recently. At the start of the month, people were saying that someone was screaming nearby.“They wanted to lodge a police report, but the noise stopped the second day.” Nate then glanced at the nearby neighborhood. “Brandon, do you think… you want to inform Wren Burr?” When Brandon heard that, he glanced at Nate and then looked over to the neighborhood that I was staying in. He said coldly, “I think she’s the safest person around here.“She’ll survive. There’s nothing to be afraid

On the way home, Brandon sent me a voice message. “Wren, is it fun to play hide-and-seek? “Can you stop playing these games?”His voice got louder as he got more agitated. “Can you stop being so shameless? You promised me that we’d get a divorce after six years. We only have two months left. Can you stop being a pest?”…It had been six years. Throughout those six years, all of our conversations sounded like this. “Can you not make this useless food? I don’t want to eat!” “Don’t meddle in Jack’s business! I feel embarrassed on behalf of him for having such a mother!” “Are you sick in the head? I told you that I don’t need it!” … Brandon, I only let you go because of my addiction. When Brandon reached Olivia’s home, confetti fell all around him. The confetti fell onto his head. Warm light shone upon his face. He looked flattered and helpless at the same time. “Daddy, Olivia can finally be my mommy!” Jack immediately hugged Brandon’s thigh as he swayed around.

I had already forgotten what physical pain actually felt like. But when I saw myself in that video where I was crawling and struggling on the ground, I started to shiver. That was the first time I discovered that Olivia had some dealings with the drug dealers. My hands and legs were tied up, and I was gagged. My eyes were already blindfolded. I heard a familiar voice say, “This is Brandon’s wife. Kill her for me, and I’ll get you closer to Brandon.” I was struggling with all my might. My voice was muffled from my fear. When the cloth was taken off my eyes, I saw a thick syringe. Olivia was staring cynically at me. The other man who had a scar on his face, whom Olivia addressed as Scar, was holding the syringe and slapped me across my face. “Stay still!” I wanted to scare them. “Brandon will come and save me. Aren’t you worried about the consequences?”They only laughed at me. I was trembling. My nails were digging into my palms from anxiety. Olivia walked over and to

A week later, Brandon received a package. It was my journal that was taken away by Olivia. It had detailed my love and hatred toward Brandon, from when I was sixteen until I was twenty-six. I was floating mid-air as I watched Brandon carefully open the journal. [We got married. I begged him to buy me a diamond ring, then I could pretend he had proposed to me. But the diamond ring brochure that he had in his wallet was very pretty.][31 January 2015I accidentally fell down. Before Jack was born, I begged the doctor to call Brandon. Before the doctor could say a word, Brandon said, “Can you stop calling me? I’m busy!”It was quite painful. I did not know if the pain was from giving birth or from his words.] [4 April 2019Someone beat me up in the rehab center, but I did not cry. But when I was discharged and saw Olivia playing with Jack alongside Brandon like a true family, I cried. I squatted on the ground and cried very hard.For the first time in my life, I felt so wea