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9 Kabanata

Chapter 1

My brother stood at the press conference podium; every word was a scalpel carving into my heart."Sylvia Kenyon, a doctor, stole critical research data and fled the country to avoid infection. There is no cowardice in the Kenyon family like hers."My adopted sister, Jen Freese, stepped to the mic, her eyes red-rimmed, voice trembling with performative grief."If Sylvia hadn't abandoned her post, our father would have lived long enough to receive the special treatment I developed…"Overnight, I fell from a celebrated pioneer to a national traitor. My family disowned me. My fiancé, Kip Langer—patient zero at our institute—publicly shredded our engagement contract on live TV, then turned and proposed to Jen, his gaze dripping with devotion."Jen, you worked yourself to the bone to save me. To save us all. Let me spend my life repaying you."They never knew. The "miracle drug" formula was perfected through trials I ran on my own infected body. I handed her the finished data myself.

Chapter 2

My soul quaked in the hollow silence, screaming without a sound, 'She deserves this… but what about me? For a year, I let the drug eat my body from the inside. Then, I was buried alive. For two years, I rotted in the dark. What did I endure it all for?'But Kip couldn't hear me. He was too busy sliding a hand around Jen's waist, bending her backward into a deep, possessive kiss.When he finally pulled away, he cradled her face, his eyes blazing. "I'm going to give you the wedding of the century. I want the whole world to watch you become my wife."Jen cast her eyes down in a show of fragile hesitation. "But you… you were supposed to be Sylvia's. People are already talking. If we make it more public, I'm afraid—"Kip pressed a finger to her lips, his voice dropping to a low, vehement promise. "I want them to talk. I want everyone to know you're the strongest, most selfless woman I've ever met. The only one worthy of standing beside me."Then he reached into a hidden compartment in

Chapter 3

My soul ached as if countless hands were tearing it apart. In a daze, I felt as though I'd been dragged back to two years ago.Back then, the virus was raging, and the hospitals were overflowing with patients.My parents and my brother ran the largest pharmaceutical company in the country, yet even they were powerless against this new virus.There was no miracle drug, no mature treatment plan—only the helpless sight of one infected patient after another collapsing.Half a year later, the bad news came in waves—Kip. My parents. My brother. They had all been infected. They were rushed to the research institute where I worked and placed in emergency isolation.The hallways were packed with desperate families. Relatives clutched at the sleeves of doctors and nurses, crying and pleading, "Please save them! We're begging you!"Inside the wards, painful groans echoed. The alarms of the monitoring equipment rose and fell without pause.I stood outside the glass, staring at their pale

Chapter 4

My body had never been cremated.The excavation workers, afraid of taking responsibility, secretly reported it to the police.That unintentional act became my greatest stroke of luck.When the forensic pathologist cut open my body, everyone gasped in shock—Sealed in cement, my corpse had been preserved, delaying decomposition.Though the skin had decayed, the muscles and bones remained intact.But almost all my blood had been drained. My body was so emaciated it was barely human, and even the bone marrow bore repeated puncture marks…"This isn't a deserter," the pathologist said, voice trembling. "This body endured inhuman abuse. This… this was a live experiment!"The lead detective furrowed his brow, his expression grave."From the current evidence, it's reasonable to suspect the miracle drug research went wrong—this is no accidental death. Contact the research institute immediately and confirm the victim's identity."But they had no idea—Ever since I had been labeled a "

Chapter 5

The night Kip proposed successfully, Jen moved in with complete audacity.That spacious flat had originally been the wedding home he had bought for me—but now it was their "love nest."Ever since my corpse was discovered, Jen had been haunted by nightmares every night. Yet each time she woke, she would clutch the corner of the blanket with nervous determination, whispering to herself, "What's there to fear… everyone who knew the truth back then is dead, and the dead won't speak."To lock Kip completely in her grasp, she began plotting an even bigger leverage—children.Even though Kip had clearly said he wanted to wait a few years, she pretended it was the "safe period" and secretly stopped taking her birth control.The day the test stick showed two lines, Kip froze.Jen immediately put on a panicked, anxious expression, tears threatening to fall."I… I'm sorry. I miscalculated the dates. If you don't want this, I'll go to the hospital tomorrow…"Kip's gaze softened as he looked

Chapter 6

Meanwhile, in a desperate bid to ensure Jen and Kip's wedding went off on schedule, my brother spared no expense.He mobilized three times the usual workforce, driving construction day and night, and managed to complete an experimental building in six months that should have taken two years.On the wedding day, the brand-new "Jen's Lab" gleamed brilliantly under the sun.The seats were filled with political and business elites, cameras flashing nonstop.Dad stood proudly at the center, greeting guests with a smile.Mom stood nearby, tears glistening at the corners of her eyes, her expression a mixture of pride and heartache.My brother was impeccably dressed in a suit, occasionally showing off to the guests beside him."I personally supervised this building. It's my gift for my sister—naturally, it had to be the best."At the red carpet's end, Kip's gaze burned with affection as he looked at Jen. Happiness and sweetness practically radiated from his eyes.Jen herself wore a wh

Chapter 7

Because the experimental building was constructed by the Kenyon Group, my father and my brother were taken away by the police for investigation.My mother, unable to rest easy, followed them to the station.In the interrogation room, the three of them sat side by side, their faces filled with confusion.After so many years, I finally saw the family I had longed for day and night. My soul trembled violently with emotion.The lead officer showed them a photo of my remains, then fixed his gaze on my brother's face like a blade."Shawn, do you recognize this body?"My corpse had been cleaned by forensic examiners and frozen in cold storage for half a year. My brother clearly didn't recognize it—this was the decayed body dug up from underground, the one he had ordered burned.But his fingers curled unconsciously, and his voice trembled slightly."Officer… we built the building, but I—I've really never seen any body."The officer gave a cold laugh and said slowly, "Half a year ago,

Chapter 8

My parents and my brother returned to the wedding venue together with the police.Jen wore an elegant toast dress, moving smoothly through the clinking glasses and polite laughter, her red lips curved into a flawless, practiced smile.Until—Click.The silver handcuffs snapped shut around her wrists.Her face changed instantly, but the moment she saw the arrest warrant, she fell silent."What are you doing?"She struggled—only to be knocked to the ground by my brother's fist in the next second."Bitch!" His eyes were bloodshot as he roared hoarsely, "Give Sylvia back to me!"Jen lay on the floor and suddenly let out a shrill, piercing laugh."Hit me! Go ahead, beat me to death—your precious little sister won't come back to life!"She wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth and climbed to her feet, her gaze sweeping venomously over my family one by one."Yes! I killed Sylvia! But are any of you really that innocent?"In the next second, she pointed straight at my paren

Chapter 9

My soul, nearly transparent, hovered above, watching my family collapse in grief, yet a strange calm settled over me.Memories flashed back like a carousel to that afternoon that had changed everything.I had held the freshly tested sample of the experimental drug, trembling with excitement.It had worked—finally, it had worked!My parents, my brother, Kip… everyone could be saved!But the next second, darkness crashed over me.When I opened my eyes again, half my body was trapped in wet cement, immobile.Jen crouched down, brushing the messy strands of hair from my face with her usual tenderness."Sylvia, human experimentation is illegal… our mentor said this lab must be permanently sealed."I struggled desperately, but the cement coiled around me like a venomous snake.Cold sludge surged over my chest, pressing against each rib until it groaned under the weight."Don't struggle, Sylvia," Jen sang a nursery rhyme, tilting the last bucket of cement. "Otherwise… it will trap

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