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You Fake Death, I Play Along Chapter 9
Three months later.I lay on the delivery bed, drenched in sweat.The doctor shouted beside me, “Push! Harder, harder!”I gritted my teeth, gripping the sheets, channeling every ounce of strength downward.I didn’t know how long it took before the doctor yelled,“It’s out, it’s out...”A cry.Loud and strong, shaking the entire delivery room.The nurse placed him on my chest. So small, wrinkled, mouth opening and closing in a wail.I looked at him, tears streaming down my face.“Baby.”He stopped crying and opened his eyes to look at me.Eyes so dark, so bright, like two polished grapes.Liam’s voice came, clear and precise, only I could hear it.“Mom.”Just one word. I was too emotional to speak.The nurse thought I was overwhelmed and smiled. “Mother and child are safe. Congratulations.”She didn’t know. This child had been talking to me five months ago.The room was quiet. I held Liam, phone beside the pillow. The screen lit up.News alert: Ethan Rhodes sentenced to twelve years for
You Fake Death, I Play Along Chapter 8
The judge glanced at Ethan, then looked at Claire in the gallery.“Plaintiff, any additional statements?”Ethan’s lawyer stood, wiping his forehead.“Your Honor, we need time to verify the authenticity of the evidence and request a postponement.”“No postponement is necessary,” I said.I plugged the second USB drive into the projector.The screen displayed the last few pages of Ethan and Claire’s chat logs.I deliberately skipped the Maldives plane ticket, that wasn’t important. What mattered were the messages below.Ethan: Claire, hold onto this money for now. Don’t deposit it in your own name.Claire: Where should I put it?Ethan: In your brother’s account. I need to clear my books here. Once things settle, I’ll transfer it back.Claire: How much?Ethan: Four million two hundred thousand.The gallery erupted.Mrs. Bennett jumped to her feet. “Isn’t that the dowry Ethan gave Claire...”The bailiff stepped forward: “Please sit down.”Mrs. Bennett sat, but her mouth didn’t stop moving.
You Fake Death, I Play Along Chapter 7
One month later, at the courthouse.Ethan really had sued me.He was claiming I had transferred marital assets and demanding forty-three million back.When I received the summons, Liam said:“Mom, is he out of his mind? He’s a ‘dead man’, what standing does he even have to sue you?”“He sued as himself. He already applied to the court to reinstate his legal status.”“What about the plane crash?”“He says the airport messed up the passenger list.”I touched my belly. “Liam, do you think the judge will believe him?”“Belief isn’t important. What matters is what we have in our hands.”On the day of the hearing, I wore a loose black dress. My belly was seven months along.As I walked into the courtroom, Ethan sat at the plaintiff’s table, suit and tie, his lawyer beside him.Claire’s family sat in the back row of the gallery.Mrs. Bennett wore large sunglasses, Mr. Bennett scowled, and Claire kept her head down, scrolling on her phone.The judge banged the gavel. “Plaintiff, your statement
You Fake Death, I Play Along Chapter 6
Day fifteen, three in the afternoon.The doorbell rang. I peeked through the peephole, Ethan.He wore a dark blue coat, dragging a suitcase, standing at the door.His beard was shaved, hair trimmed, skin slightly tanned.The Maldivian sun hadn’t killed him; it had made him look refreshed.I opened the door.His voice was hoarse, eyes red, and he pulled me into a hug.“Zoe, I’m back.”He held me tight. “I’m not dead. I’m back.”I stayed in his arms, still.His acting was better than I expected.Tears welled up in his eyes, his voice shook, his hands trembled.If I hadn’t known he was on a Maldivian beach just two weeks ago, drinking coconuts, I might have believed it.“Ethan…” my voice trembled, “you really aren’t dead?”“I’m not dead.” He let go, cupping my face with both hands.“I didn’t get on that flight. I changed my schedule at the last minute. My phone was lost, and I couldn’t reach you. Zoe, I’m sorry for making you worry.”I looked at him, tears falling.“Don’t cry. I’m back. I
You Fake Death, I Play Along Chapter 5
Ethan's brokerage account was with Grand Pacific Bank. When I called, the customer service rep said it had to be handled in person.I explained that my husband had died in a plane crash, and that the death certificate was at the police station. I could send it over if needed.There was silence for a few seconds. Then, “Please hold.”Fifteen minutes later, they called back: it could be processed, but I had to provide the death certificate, marriage certificate, and ID.The death certificate was ready. I sent it over.Four million, to be deposited within two business days.On the tenth day, I dealt with investments.Ethan had bought six million in financial products at Meridian Bank, with a three-month lock-in period.I went straight to the counter and laid the death certificate and marriage certificate on the desk.The account manager, a woman in her thirties, glanced at me and then at my belly, whispering:“Mrs. Rhodes, redeeming this investment early will forfeit interest...”“I don’t
You Fake Death, I Play Along Chapter 4
The next morning, the Bennetts arrived.At ten o’clock, the doorbell rang.I peeked through the peephole: Claire’s parents, and a middle-aged man in a suit carrying a briefcase.I opened the door. My exhaustion didn’t need acting, over the past eight days, I’d lost six pounds.“Aunt, Uncle?”Mrs. Bennett forced a smile. “Zoe, we came to check on you. You’re carrying the child alone, and we’re worried.”She stepped inside, Mr. Bennett following, and the suited man brought up the rear, shutting the door behind him.I stayed in the entryway, motionless.Mrs. Bennett sat on the sofa, scanning the room, sighing.“Zoe, we heard about Ethan… it’s truly… a tragedy for such a talented young man.” She dabbed at her eyes, though no tears fell.Mr. Bennett cleared his throat.“We’re sad that Ethan is gone. That boy has always been good to our family, sending us living expenses every month...”I nodded. “He was indeed generous. Twenty thousand every month for three years. That’s seven hundred twent
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