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In-Law Murder: My Husband Breaks at the Truth

In-Law Murder: My Husband Breaks at the Truth

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By:  Rabbit KingCompleted
Language: English
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Face Slapping

Live Streaming

Regret

Tragic Love

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Bias

Hypocrisy

I'm a major suspect in the in-law murder case in Nexford. My husband, Roland Turner, also known as the police chief, personally arrests me. During my trial, the murderer commits yet another murder. The latest victims are killed once again using the same brutal method. Roland kneels on the floor while begging me to tell him the truth. I answer him that I have no idea what it is. At the same time, the victims' families keep screaming at me, wanting to skin me alive for my crimes. Three months later, Roland brings a Memory Decryptor with him. He finds me near a pile of trash. With trembling hands, he pierces two thin needles through my temples. "I'm so sorry, Wendy. I know you're not the murderer, but I just want this slaughterfest to end. I don't want to see anyone else die again. "We can also use this chance to show your memories to everyone. That way, we can find out what the actual truth is." But once he views my memories, he suffers from an emotional breakdown and sinks to his knees.

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9 Chapters
Chapter 1
When Roland Turner, along with his men, found me, I was curled up beside a trash can. Filth clung to my skin, and my eyes were as hollow as those of a walking corpse. Trembling, I stuffed scraps of food into my mouth. He stood beside me, shaking."How could this happen?" he asked with reddened eyes.I jolted at the sound of his familiar voice, my grimy hands freezing mid-motion. It was Roland.My heart clenched with sudden pain, and instinctively, I wanted to hide. I didn't want him to see me in this wretched state. I tried to flee, but several men held me down firmly, leaving me unable to move.Roland leaned closer, his burning gaze filled with anticipation."Wendy Crane, I'm asking you one last time—what really happened to my parents?"The people beside him glared at me with bloodshot eyes, their knuckles cracking as they clenched their fists.The splattered blood from that night and the grotesque faces of my in-laws, Wyatt Turner and Margie Lyon, flashed before my eyes
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Chapter 2
The screen displayed a scene not long after Wyatt and Margie had passed away.Kneeling before their graves, I traced the cold surface of their headstones with trembling fingers.A flicker of clarity returned to my eyes as I watched the playback, my heart feeling as if it were being shredded. Silent tears streamed down my cheeks.In my dazed state, I momentarily forgot the searing pain coursing through my body. It was as if I could hear Margie's voice as she served warm soup, or see Wyatt leaning on his cane.The surrounding onlookers murmured among themselves."Look at how heartbroken she is. Could it be that there's more going on than we know?""Killers often return to the scene of the crime. She must've gone back to admire her handiwork.""I gotta hand it to her. She's still putting on an act even after they're gone. If she truly cared about Wyatt and Margine, why wouldn't she just tell us the truth?"Roland stared at the memory playback, trembling violently. "Wendy, why? Why
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Chapter 3
Blood dripped onto Roland's clothes, his eyes a turbulent mix of conflict and anguish."Wendy, you want everyone to know the truth, don't you? It's only because you can't speak that you couldn't tell us, right?"The agony of the needles churning through my brain made my vision darken. I tried to shake my head, only to be struck by a surge of intense electricity. Blood mingled with saliva, trickling slowly from the corner of my mouth.The scene shifted once more.I was kneeling in a pool of blood, trembling as I pressed desperately against the gushing wounds on Wyatt and Margie. Warm, thick blood seeped through my fingers while a bloodstained knife lay beside me.Their pupils were dilated, their lips moving soundlessly as they tried to speak. I tore strips from my clothes, sobbing as I attempted to bandage them. But my hands found only slippery, torn flesh and organs.The onlookers whispered among themselves."If she tried so desperately to save them, how could she be the killer?
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Chapter 4
My entire body convulsed, blood and tears mingling as I watched Mom and Dad struggle in the sea of flames.Agony and despair surged like a tide, drowning what little reason I had left. I trembled on the verge of collapse, broken sobs escaping my throat.The onlookers pointed at me and laughed."Just because this lunatic suffered, she wants others to suffer even more!""She's long since transformed into a monster, turning her own pain into a blade to stab at the innocent."The electric current hissed, and the image abruptly shattered.Trisha approached Roland, her gaze sharp and cold. "It's still not enough! We must make her relive the pain of that day to break through the memory block! Otherwise, we will never uncover the truth!"Roland's eyes reddened, his trembling hand hovering midair. He stared at me, crumpled in the chair like a broken doll, his gaze a turmoil of pain and conflict. His shaking hands could no longer hold the needles steady.Roland's subordinate grabbed his
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Chapter 5
Everyone stared at the knife-wielding figure in the image, their eyes filled with fear.Roland slumped to the ground, the knife in his hand clattering loudly as it fell."Uh-uh, no way. That's impossible," he muttered under his breath.The figure in the image gave him an inexplicable sense of familiarity.The people around whispered among themselves as the scene unfolded."Just now, we heard Margie's scream in the footage, but Wyatt was nowhere to be seen.""Could it be that Wyatt was the one who killed Margie?""If that's the case, it explains why Wendy refused to reveal the truth until the very end.""Does that mean we have been wrong about her all along? If Wyatt was the one who killed Margie, then whoever is committing the murders now must be someone else entirely!"The crowd stood with ashen faces and quivering lips, their eyes awash with regret and guilt."If Wendy is innocent, then how are those who hurt her any different from murderers?""If they hadn't broken Wendy'
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Chapter 6
It seemed I had already died.Roland was determined to uncover the truth, and it appeared I could no longer keep it hidden.I stared at the scene before me. No matter how many times I saw Margie lying in that pool of blood, my eyes still burned with the threat of tears.I shook my head.Would I be seeing Margie soon?Only, I hadn't been able to properly fulfill my promise to her.A wave of guilt washed over me, and I remembered the feeling when my tongue had been cut out. As excruciating as it was, there had been a sliver of relief.I thought if I couldn't speak, the truth could remain buried forever.Roland's tears fell onto me, merging with the blood that continued to flow.The scene froze on the brutal image of Margie being repeatedly stabbed by the knife-wielding figure.She collapsed with a scream, yet clamped a hand over her own mouth. Even as the blade cut into her skin again and again, she refused to let a single sound escape.And even in her final moments, Margie wa
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Chapter 7
Wyatt's heart-wrenching cry echoed through the footage.My soul instinctively trembled, tears streaming down my cheeks.The killer's face was now clearly visible to everyone in the room.Roland staggered backward, nearly knocking over the Memory Decryptor.In the scene, the figure stabbing Wyatt slowly looked up, revealing a twisted face that was identical to Roland's.The crowd turned deathly pale."How is this possible? How could the killer be Chief Turner?""No! It can't be him…""Help! Run! The killer is Chief Turner!"Roland trembled as he stared at his own bloodstained hands. They looked exactly like those in the footage."It's impossible. How could it be me? It can't be me!"Trisha stood stunned for a moment before forcing herself to sound calm. "T-This must be a tampered memory. The killer deliberately disguised himself as you!"Her fingers trembled slightly as she swept a cold, mocking gaze over the crowd."The Memory Decryptor is new, so some data corruption is t
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Chapter 8
Roland clenched the bloodstained knife, his entire body trembling violently as he stared at the twisted face identical to his own."Who exactly are you?" he growled.The perpetrator looked at Roland's contorted expression and sneered. "Who am I? Chief Turner, don't you already have an answer?"Roland's eyes burned red. Clutching the bloodied knife, he lunged forward, only for Trisha to yank him back. "Roland, don't be rash. It isn't worth ruining your future over someone like this."The perpetrator studied Roland's distorted face, then burst into maniacal laughter."Why? Why is it that we have the same face, yet you get to be the chief of police while I live like a rat? Serve them right for protecting you! I'm their son, yet they'd rather adopt some outsider's daughter than give me the money. They brought their deaths upon themselves!"The victims' families, eyes bloodshot with fury, roared and lunged at the perpetrator."You monster! Give me back my family!"Fists rained down,
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Chapter 9
The memory froze on the scene of Roland taking me away.He collapsed to his knees and howled in agony.I drifted in the air, watching his face contort in agony, and a deep, sorrowful ache welled up from the depths of my soul."Wendy, I'm sorry. I didn't know. I truly didn't know."He crawled toward my corpse. But by then, there wasn't a single patch of intact flesh on my body.Tears dripped onto me, yet I could no longer comfort him as I once had.Trisha tried to pull him to his feet. "Roland, these memories are fake! Don't let her deceive you! She was in cahoots with the killer!"Just then, the director of the psychiatric hospital solemnly spoke up."Chief Turner did indeed suffer from dissociative identity disorder in the past. During an episode back then, he set a house on fire. However, due to his mental instability and young age, the court did not sentence him."Instead, they only mandated compulsory treatment. And his parents chose to bury the truth forever to protect hi
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