บททั้งหมดของ My Wife's Mission: Save Her First Love: บทที่ 1 - บทที่ 8

Blood soaked through my white T-shirt after the fifth stab, and the knife pressed to my neck shook in the wrinkled fist of my wife's former colleague, Victor Clark."Call Melissa," he growled.I hesitated, my face paling, and dialed her number with shaking fingers. "Melissa, Victor has taken me hostage. He stabbed me five times. We're on the rooftop of our apartment building. Please, hurry and get me."Silence hummed on the line for a beat. When Melissa finally spoke, her voice was colder than I'd imagined."What are the odds? You just happen to get stabbed the same day Ethan breaks down and tries to end his life."Victor has taken you hostage? I kept our new address under wraps. How would he even know it? Next time you put on a show, try a lie that isn't so paper-thin, will you?"The coldness in her words made Victor's hatred spike. He applied more force on the knife, and the blade scored a thin, stinging line across my throat.Terror rattled me from head to toe, but I forced m

"I honestly couldn't stand Lucas anymore," Melissa said on the clip of the livestream."This time, he got jealous and hired extras for his drama. What will happen when he gets jealous again? He'll kill someone and burn the place down?"She paused, glanced at the crowd watching, and added, "He's so unstable. Once I divorce him, do yourselves a favor and steer clear of this man."Please hold me to it. Within three months, I'll file for divorce, then I'll marry Ethan. We'll share our sweet moments both online and in real life."People around her whooped and cheered."Do it! We've got your back!""Exactly. Marrying the wrong man ruins a woman's life!""We support you!"Under all those approving eyes, Ethan nodded, his smile wide. He slid on the diamond ring and lifted his chin with smug satisfaction.There was nothing suicidal about him now.I set down my phone and headed out to find the doctor to ask about my condition.I had just reached the doorway when I heard Robert on a ca

Back then, after a few dinners together, we found we got along. On paper, our families were roughly equal, so we started talking about marriage.In our first year of marriage, Melissa kept me at arm's length, cold and distant.My buddies joked that Melissa might be into women, or that she already had someone else. That explained why she felt nothing for me.But I didn't think too much about it. She didn't go out drinking, didn't smoke, and never caused me a problem. I figured that a quiet life like that could work.Six months in, I realized that I had fallen for her. I started leaning in, trying to put some life back into a dead marriage.I knew her rescue team shifts wrecked her eating schedule, so I cooked up different soups every day to settle her stomach.She said she hated housework, so I took care of it all.She said she needed silence to sleep and requested separate bedrooms, so I swallowed the bitterness in my throat and gave her the space she wanted.She even took our

Ethan dropped to his knees with a thud, stared up at me in fear, and let his voice go ragged. He said, "Lucas, why are you still hounding me? I've been staying out of your way! When you told me to keep my distance, I broke the lease and moved out right away."You said you were jealous that Melissa was good to me, so I kept my distance from her. I even stepped aside and let you have her. Why are you slandering me online? Do you really want to push me to my death?"His dramatic scene drew a crowd in the hallway. People who didn't know the story started pointing at me."Poor guy. He's kneeling. What more do you want?""I know that look. That's severe depression. He's probably telling the truth.""No wonder he's in the hospital. He had it coming."Ethan lowered his head, the corner of his mouth twitching up, then lifted his face again, wearing the same pitiful mask.I got to my feet, walked over, and drove a fist into his jaw hard enough to knock him sideways."You wrecked my marri