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My Husband’s Regret After I Was Killed by His First Love
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When the criminal tortured me to death, I was three-month pregnant. But my husband Mark - the city's most prominent detective - was at the hospital with his first love Emma, accompanying her for her medical checkup. Three days ago, he demanded me to donate my kidney to Emma. When I refused, telling him I was two months pregnant with our child, his eyes had turned cold. "Stop lying," he had snarled. "You're just being selfish, trying to let Emma die." He pulled over on the dark highway. "Get out," he ordered. "Walk home since you're so heartless. " I stood there in the darkness and was kidnapped by the vengeful criminal, whom Mark had once imprisoned. He cut out my tongue. With cruel satisfaction, he used my phone to call my husband. Mark's response was brief and cold: "Whatever it is, Emma's medical checkup is more important! She needs me right now." The criminal let out a dark chuckle. "Well, well... Seems like the great detective values his ex's life more than his current wife's." When Mark arrived at the crime scene hours later, he was horrified by the brutality inflicted on the corpse. He angrily condemned the murderer for treating a pregnant woman so cruelly But he didn't recognize that the mutilated body before him was his own wife - me.
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In the hospital corridor, nurses whispered among themselves, their voices carrying through the sterile air."Did you hear about Detective Martin's ex-wife? The one they found in the abandoned building?""I heard she was killed by some man she was having an affair with. Can you imagine?""Detective Martin must be devastated. Thank goodness he has Emma to comfort him.""Such a sweet woman, still getting her kidney treatments despite all this drama."Emma sat in her hospital bed, basking in the sympathy. Her smile grew brighter with each concerned glance, each pitying word.She adjusted her IV line with practiced care, playing the perfect patient.She was reveling in her victory, celebrating my death while pretending to mourn it.Then several police officers suddenly appeared in the corridor, their footsteps echoing as they walked toward Emma's room. Her perfect smile froze on her face.The head nurse tried to stop them. "This is a patient care area—""Step aside," one officer ordered, sh
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Mark staggered into the morgue, his colleague's supportive grip the only thing keeping him upright. His face had gone ashen, matching the cold walls around him.Looking at my mutilated body, a low growl escaped his throat. It was the sound of a man whose world had just shattered.I watched him curiously. Why did he seem so pained?Shouldn't my death be what he had secretly wished for? After all, I was the obstacle between him and his precious Emma.His hand traced the long scar on my back - the one I got pushing him out of that car's path. His fingers trembled."Alice," his voice cracked, thick with tears. "How did it end up like this?""When we first got married, you were so gentle, so loving. Remember how you used to make me soup when my stomach acted up? You swore you'd always take care of me, and I... I promised to cherish you."He wiped roughly at his eyes, his badge catching the harsh morgue lights."What changed? Was it Emma? Was it me?" His tears fell onto my cold skin. "Did I
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Mark's face drained of color as he struggled to maintain composure. "It must be a coincidence. Alice is probably somewhere laughing at us right now.""Ma'am, are you in league with my wife? Playing games with the police is a serious offense."Suddenly, his phone rang. He answered with trembling hands. "Lab results?"The forensic tech's voice was urgent. "Detective, we have the DNA results for the victim."The senior detective, eyes glistening, touched Mark's shoulder. "Head back to the station. We'll handle things here."But Mark seemed not to hear, his gloved hand touching the dried blood on the floor. "How much pain was she in?"Some of the younger officers had started crying quietly.Mark stumbled back to his car, looking lost.Watching his dazed expression, my heart twisted painfully.From our wedding day until my death, he'd never once called me "love" or "dear" - terms he used freely with Emma.At the station, the lab tech handed him the report with pitying eyes."I'm sorry, Dete
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The last time I disappeared, it was during the camping trip with Mark's friends.Emma had suggested we pick wild berries together, just us girls. "Let's bond," she'd said with that sweet smile of hers.When we were alone deep in the woods, far from the others, she suddenly pushed me toward the river.I couldn't swim. She knew that. Mark had mentioned it at dinner once, and I'd seen the gleam in her eyes.The water was freezing. Dark. I thrashed desperately, my lungs burning.Somehow, I managed to drag myself to shore, my ankle twisted in the struggle.I limped back to the campsite, soaking wet and shivering, only to find everyone gone.They'd packed up and left without me.When I finally made it home hours later, Mark was waiting with rage in his eyes."Where have you been?" he demanded. "Emma said you stormed off alone. Always causing trouble, always making scenes!"I couldn't defend myself. Could only watch Emma's secret, triumphant smile.Sarah helped me treat my injured ankle later
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