บททั้งหมดของ My Family Went Crazy After I Died: บทที่ 1 - บทที่ 9

When the rogues kidnapped me, my father, my brother, and my fiancé wouldn't even give three hundred dollars as ransom. Yet they threw tens of millions dollars at my adopted sister's birthday celebration while I was butchered by rogues who never got their payment.The adoptive sister’s parents died saving me, and after my family took her in, she became the center of attention—and the most important person—in our home.But when they got my death finally, they all fell into deep sorrow.When my body was discovered, it had already decomposed severely.After a month submerged in the river, I was bloated beyond recognition.On top of that, my entire body had been folded into a 20-inch suitcase.The skin of my face had adhered to my thighs, a bloody mess.But even in that state, my hand still clutched my phone, refusing to let go.Everyone at the scene felt a pang of bitterness in their hearts.Even my brother Damine, the pack forensic who had rushed to the scene after receiving the call, lo

Perhaps thinking of the past, Damine's expression darkened.After a moment of thought, he still called my number.But no matter how many times he tried, the line wouldn't connect.His face flushed red with anger."Ha! She's got some nerve, ignoring my calls now. Then she can stay gone forever!"The young assistant beside him hesitated, then picked up the missing persons report."Mr. Ashwood, I didn't find any matches in the recent disappearances list. But there's one name I think you'd want to know about."The guard pointed to my name on the list. Before he could speak, Damine cut him off impatiently."Enough!""We're on duty. Don't waste my time with irrelevant garbage!"Though I'd known this would be the outcome, my heart still ached with sorrow.Anything about me was a waste of time. But he'd answer Sera's calls.Maybe in his eyes, Sera was the sister he acknowledged.And me, his actual blood sister, didn't matter at all.Damine ignored the young warrior. He'd lost interest in exami

Damine stood frozen in place, as if his very breath had been ripped from his lungs. His mind Ashwoodt completely blank, the sterile scent of the morgue suddenly overwhelming him.I... how could I be dead?The thought was so absurd it almost made him want to laugh, a hysterical sound that died in his throat.Just one day ago, I had been alive and standing before him. Even when he had said cruel things to me—things he instantly regretted—I would only turn pale and walk away silently, my shoulders slumping in a way that tore at his insides.No matter how many times he had thrown hurtful words at me, saying that Sera’s parents never should have saved me from that mudslide, he had never imagined that I would actually appear before him like this."How is this possible!" The words tore from his throat.Damine snapped back to reality. He hung up the phone and saw the electronic version of the autopsy report that had been sent to him. But no matter how many times he looked, the name on the do

Suddenly, the heavy metal door was thrown open with such force it slammed against the wall.My father, Marcus , burst in first. He wore an expensive tailored suit, his hair perfectly combed, but his face was etched with impatience and anxiety. "What in the hell is going on here?" he demanded, his voice sharp as a whip. "You called us here in a rush without explanation..." His words trailed off as his eyes scanned the room—under the cold fluorescent lights, the partially covered body on the autopsy table, and Damine, slumped on the floor as if he'd aged ten years in an instant. Marcus frowned deeply. He shouted, trying to drown his unease with volume: "Damine! Look at yourself! Is this any way for a head of pack's guard force to behave? Explain yourself this instant!"But Damine didn't seem to hear him. He remained trapped in the hell of "Jocelyn is dead," his grip on the pendant so tight his knuckles were bloodless, as if it were the last warm connection he had to me. Following Ma

The kidnapper's recording was like a boulder thrown into a still pond, creating devastating ripples. But the storm in Damien's bloodshot eyes did not subside. This was only the beginning."No... this can't be true... it's fake! This is defamation!" Sera cried out, her voice sharp, making a last-ditch effort to defend herself.But Damien only glared at her with an icy gaze that seemed to say, "All your struggles are futile." His trembling fingers tapped the screen, opening one encrypted file after another from the private investigator. There were edited chat logs showing her discussing how to create fake medical records with black-market brokers to pose as an organ donor. There were doctored bank statements that showed "Jocelyn" had large, suspicious fund transfers, proving she had "run away with the money." There were secretly recorded audio clips of her, before Rowan and Marcus, using carefully edited and twisted contexts to slander me for being "jealous" of her and "bullying" her.