Just then, Anne Davis walked into the study carrying a cake. When he saw her, Oliver's face instantly softened into a gentle smile. “Anne, has your fever subsided? Don’t worry, that slut Isabel Jackson won’t have the chance to bully you like that again!”
Anne threw herself into his arms. Her face filled with emotion. “Oliver, I always knew I was the most important person in your heart. But I can’t bear to see you and your wife turn against each other because of me. When Isabel Jackson is released and if she apologizes, I’ll never bring it up again. You know I don’t want to put you in a difficult position."
Her words moved Oliver deeply and he hugged her tightly. The two of them were so sweet and affectionate, they seemed like a real couple!
I watched this ridiculous scene and couldn't help but chuckle as I floated around the room. They didn't know that I was already dead and from now on, I wouldn't have to apologize to Isabel with a guilty conscience!
After my death, I finally left that dark, cramped underground dungeon. Looking up from below, the dungeon was so cramped and dark that it didn't seem like a place where humans could enter.
Several amulets were plastered on the door, as they feared that the people inside would come out to claim their lives. But, unfortunately for them, they were useless against me.
A few rats squeaking noisily on the shore, eyeing hungrily at my corpse, while the water bugs that had gnawed at me day and night still hovered around, occasionally taking bites as if enjoying an endless buffet.
Even as a corpse, the sight before me sent a chill down my spine! And yet … at that moment, my husband was still preoccupied with his beloved mistress.
“Why do you look so pale? Are you tired?”
“It’s my fault for always making you suffer. I even made you apologize to that woman … something she doesn’t deserve! She wanted your life, but I only locked her in the water prison. It was a small punishment for a great lesson!”
I froze in place, unable to believe that he still didn't believe me.
I did not have any involvement in the incident of Anne falling into the water, because no matter how much I disliked her, I would never kill a woman. Yet Oliver was sure I schemed shamelessly to kill his beloved first love. But I really did not do it.