After My Father-in-Law’s Body Was Stolen, I DivorcedChapter 1
My father-in-law was killed by my wife’s male assistant, who ran a red light, but he was ultimately convicted of fraud.
I sued three times, and lost each time.
Just as I was about to appeal for the fourth time, I discovered that my father-in-law’s body had been stolen.
I was about to call the police when my lawyer wife, Susan, suddenly approached me and threw twenty thousand dollars at me:
“You should know that I, Susan, have never lost a case. Even if you have more evidence, your father won’t win this case.”
“I said your father committed fraud, and that’s all he did. You keep appealing just to get more compensation. I’ve already had your father’s body sold on the black market. Twenty thousand in total, so he deserved the best for his life.”
“Stop harassing Michael. They’re being merciful by not asking you to pay for the car repairs.”
I was wondering why Susan kept defending the perpetrator. It turned out she always thought it was my father who was killed. I pushed the money toward her:
“You should keep it. I’m not entitled to it.”
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Susan, assuming I disagreed, suddenly raised her voice:
“Twenty thousand is too little, you think?”
“Chris, get this: your father was a homeless vagrant. The fact that he risked his life to earn twenty thousand is already a great honor for your family. Don’t push your luck!”
I shook my head:
“You’re mistaken. What I mean is that this is money you earned with the help of your family, and only you can take it.”
Susan frowned deeply, her face full of disgust:
“This is money earned from selling your father’s body. What does it have to do with me?”
“Do you think I, like you, need such unscrupulous money?”
Susan comes from a single-parent family.
Her mother died young, and her father-in-law raised her with great care.
To support her dream of becoming a lawyer, her father-in-law worked several jobs, developing numerous health problems.
Susan saw it all and remained extremely devoted to him. At first, I didn’t understand why Susan didn’t even return home after my father-in-law died, instead focusing entirely on defending Michael, the perpetrator.
I didn’t realize it was because she thought the man who died was my father.
I looked at Susan and said seriously,
“Susan, I advise you to return the twenty thousand and redeem your father’s body.”
“It wasn’t easy for him to raise you.”