Too Dead to Help

Victoria Marshall. That was my name.Today marked 312 days since I died.I couldn't let go, so my soul had been lingering in this world.However, my husband, Noah Carlson, showed up at my doorstep with a bunch of burly men, shattering the peace of the countryside.He glanced around with a face full of disdain."This place's still a dump. What's that smell? It stinks! Where's Victoria? Tell her to get out here! I was way too good to her. That's why she thinks she can ignore my calls and messages for a whole year. If Amelia hadn't gotten disfigured, I wouldn't have even bothered to look for her!"For the past year, my name had become a taboo in this house.When my mom, Melissa Young, heard it, her eyes welled up with tears. She slowly lifted her empty gaze and said, "Vic is gone. She died in the earthquake last year…"She began to chase them out."Stop looking! Vic's dead! My daughter is dead!"Noah didn't believe her. He let out a sneer."There's no way someone that viciou

Noah sneered. "So, you're all saying Victoria's dead, huh? Then where's her grave?"He was brought to my grave.A small mound rose from the flat earth. My name was carved into the tombstone."Dig it up," Noah ordered coldly.I let out a bitter laugh. Did he hate me that much?After we married, I gave him everything. I cared for him down to the smallest detail. I truly believed he'd come to see my worth and love me back one day.However, not only did he ignore everything we once had, he even wanted to destroy my final resting place.My mom threw herself in front of the grave."Stop! Don't touch it! Noah, please, let her rest in peace! I'm begging you…""Get out of the way, you old woman!"The men he brought with him dragged her aside and started digging.They pinned my dad to the ground. His voice cracked with pain as he roared, "Noah, you bastard! You heartless monster! You'll get what's coming to you!"Noah found him annoying and shoved a handful of dirt straight into his

"No way!" Noah snapped. He still refused to believe I was dead."If Victoria's alive, I want to see her in person. If she's dead, I want to see her body. Until I see that bitch's face, I'm not buying it!"Just then, Oliver came out of the house, heading to the bathroom. The moment he saw Noah's furious face, he burst into tears."Bad guy! Go away! Get out!"Oliver ran over and tried to push him. However, Noah shoved him hard, sending him tumbling to the ground.His knee hit the frozen pavement and scraped open on impact.I panicked and rushed to help him up. No matter what I did, I couldn't get close. My hands passed right through him.I wanted to slap myself.My son and my parents were being bullied right in front of me, and I couldn't protect them.Noah stared coldly at Oliver. "You weak little brat. Just look at you. You don't deserve to be my son."Oliver cried even louder.Noah showed no hint of pity. He pulled a folding knife from his pocket and waved it in front of Ol

Noah frowned, clearly in disbelief. He stepped forward and snapped at the police. "Are you sure you've got the right person? Just because there's a body floating in formalin, you're saying it's Victoria? It could be someone else. That woman's cunning. This might just be another trick to avoid donating her skin to Amelia!"The officer's expression turned cold. He said sternly, "Mr. Carlson, this wasn't a casual judgment. We have strict identification procedures. I suggest you show some respect to the deceased."Noah still wanted to argue, but the officer's sharp gaze shut him up.Nearby, the janitor trembled as he added, "I-I was just cleaning when I saw someone floating in a big jar. It scared the hell out of me. I called the police right away. I never imagined I'd run into something like this…"I hovered off to the side, watching everything unfold. I never thought this would be how I showed up again. And even now, Noah was only thinking about getting Amelia a new face. My li

Noah crouched down, sobbing uncontrollably.I sighed. Why was he crying over me when I was already dead?Amelia pled guilty and was taken into custody. A few days later, she was brought to court.I followed along, drifting with her.Amelia was sentenced to death.The day before her execution, they asked if she had any last wishes. She said she wanted to see Noah one last time. Despite his reluctance, Noah went to see her.After such a long time apart, Amelia had become much thinner, her scars more grotesque.Noah's tone was harsh. "Is there anything left to say between us?""Of course there is." Amelia's amber eyes glinted with mischief."I'm going to die. There are still things I need to tell you."She paused for a moment."Do you know why I had you undergo limb-lengthening surgery? It's because you resemble my dream guy by 80%. The final 20% was because you were too short. Only by having the surgery could you look like him."Noah stared at her in disbelief."So, you neve