After a long period of hard work, we founded our own flower company. We had a sea of roses all our own. At that time, we cuddled together and imagined a beautiful future.
“I’ll pave the entire road with roses. I’ll put the brightest ring on your hand and give you the best in the world!”
Sadly, this dreamlike wedding never came to pass.
Due to family opposition and a busy career, it didn’t happen.
While I felt regretful, I wasn’t sad. I thought there was still a long way to go and as long as we worked together, we would have endless good times.
But an unexpected event arrived before happiness. A major client suddenly terminated its contract, which disrupted the company’s funding chain.
Monica was utterly devastated and was unable to sleep. To help her, I ran around seeking help.
My parents stood by and watched and my busy sister felt heartbroken but helpless.
Our three-year-old child needed care. With nowhere else to turn, I took my child and knelt down to apologize to the client.
My forehead was red and my knees were bruised. After going through untold hardships to secure Monica’s chance of survival, I died at Eden’s hands.
To this day, I still shuddered when I thought of everything I experienced that day. Eden gathered a group of people to humiliate me relentlessly.
He sent a video clip to Monica as evidence of my infidelity. Then he stabbed me in the stomach. He sliced through my skin inch by inch and grinned at me.
“Don’t you love Monica dearly? Now she needs cash. How could you stand by and watch? I’ve found a good place for you and your offspring: you will... sacrifice your lives to help Monica and me be together!”
Eden partnered with the murderer. He burned my child to death and then shipped my organs around the world.
With the money the murderer gave him, he helped Monica achieve a remarkable comeback, becoming the highly regarded Secretary Clark.
Monica’s business grew and their relationship grew closer. Soon, they had a child. Now, Monica enjoyed a successful career and a happy family.
The only indelible shame in her life was her cheating ex-husband. But if she had taken a closer look, if she had watched the video carefully, she would have noticed that my hands and feet were strangely twisted.
There was unnatural blood at the corners of my mouth. Eden, worried I would struggle, had broken my bones bit by bit. He had pulled out my tongue and teeth.