Masuk"After you die, I'll go join Melinda too."Rosie closed her eyes in despair as the icy water closed over her. The suffocating fear grew stronger and stronger, and her consciousness gradually blurred.Love that came too late was nothing but the last fading light of dusk.'Blake, do you regret it now?'I saw Blake close his eyes in agony. A tear slid from the corner of his eye and fell into the bathtub, disappearing into the water."Melinda…" he murmured hoarsely, his voice filled with pain and regret. I smiled bleakly and wondered if Blake finally realized his mistake.Unfortunately, everything was already too late.Somehow, Blake found out where my grave was.With a bottle of liquor and a small knife, he knelt before my tombstone and cried. He apologized to me over and over, saying he loved me.He even tried to end everything there in front of my grave.I wondered if he thought that would atone for his sins. If he thought I would forgive him because of this, he was going out
"Tell me! Was it you? Did you deliberately fake that allergy that day?" Blake's voice was low and hoarse, filled with chilling rage.Rosie was startled by his sudden outburst, and her face turned pale."Blake, what are you talking about? I don't understand." She tried to break free, but it was useless."Stop pretending!" Blake threw her to the floor and glared at her. "Was it you? Speak!""I… I just didn't want you to be with her…""Rosie, how can you be so vicious?" Blake looked down at her coldly. "Do you know she's dead? Melinda is dead!"Rosie sat collapsed on the floor, tears streaming down her face as she tried to defend herself. "I only wanted you to spend more time with me. I never meant for her to die.""You didn't?" Blake roared. "How dare you say you didn't?" He kicked her in fury, and Rosie screamed, curling up in pain."You were selfish and jealous of her! I knew she was allergic to alcohol, but I still…" Blake choked on his words, and he could no longer continue.
The cause of my death was severe alcohol poisoning.When Blake saw this, his eyes widened. Against his will, his mind returned to that night.I had begged him miserably, but he still cruelly poured cup after cup of red wine into my mouth. I had struggled in agony, my stomach twisting violently, yet he had shoved me away in disgust."No! This is impossible! Melinda, she…"He staggered backward, reaching out as if to touch my photo, only for Sarah to shove him away fiercely."Don't touch her, you murderer. You don't deserve to touch her! Get out! Get out of here! Don't dirty Melinda's funeral!""Mom, I didn't… I never meant for her to die…" Blake clutched his head in pain.He couldn't believe it. He could not believe that the woman who had always greeted him with a smile and treated him so gently had truly left him.All of it had been caused by his own hands.Every word I had once said to him echoed through his mind."Blake, don't be mad at me. I'm scared…""Blake, I don't fee
Along the way, Rosie remained silent. She kept her head lowered, nervously twisting her fingers as she fell deep into thought.At the hospital, the doctor gave Rosie a thorough examination, and the results showed that she had no allergic reaction at all."Doctor, are you sure that she isn't allergic?" Blake asked hastily as he stared at the doctor in disbelief.The doctor nodded firmly and replied, "Yes, Mr. Henderson. This young lady shows no signs of an allergic reaction. She's perfectly healthy."In that split second, Blake froze. Instinctively, he turned to Rosie, doubt and accusation creeping into his voice. "Rosie, didn't you say you were allergic to peanuts that day?"Rosie's eyes instantly reddened. Choking back tears, she said, "I don't know either. I really felt awful that day. The doctor said it was an allergy too, so I thought…" Halfway through, she suddenly covered her face and sobbed uncontrollably.Seeing this, Blake softened.He felt guilty for suspecting Rosie
Sarah forced herself to handle my funeral arrangements. Everyone in the villa was dismissed, including the butler.She sat exhausted on the sofa, unable to hide the grief in her eyes. She gently stroked the urn in her arms, as if she were touching my cold face."Melinda, you've suffered so much…" Her voice trembled as silent tears fell.How I wished I could tell her not to be sad. For over twenty years, I had lived in Rosie's shadow, becoming an outsider.So perhaps death was a better choice for me.…At Rosemary, Blake checked his watch again and again, impatience filling his eyes."Damn it! What trick is that woman playing now?"Finally losing patience, Blake abruptly stood and kicked over the chair behind him.Furious, he called the butler. "Where is Melinda? Tell her to come to Rosemary now!"From the other end came the butler's helpless voice. "Mr. Henderson, Mrs. Henderson can't come. She—""What do you mean she can't? Tell her to get here immediately!"The butler sig
Sarah's trembling hands stroked my face again and again as she murmured, "Melinda, I shouldn't have let you marry him."Suddenly, she seemed to realize something and looked sharply at the butler. "Was it Blake? Was he the one who forced Melinda to drink?"The butler lowered his head, unable to meet her gaze. "Mr. Henderson… He did…"When Sarah heard that, her vision went black, and she collapsed."Madam Henderson!" I instinctively reached out but grasped nothing.Blake called Sarah repeatedly, but his number had already been blocked."Dead? I can't believe Melinda is getting more ridiculous by the day. I told you to put her on the phone! Stop playing these stupid tricks!"No matter what, he would never believe that Melinda, who had always endured everything silently and tried so hard to please him, would actually die.Soon, he called again. This time, he called my phone.Hearing the system message that indicated my phone was off, Blake grew even more irritated and sent a text







