Lahat ng Kabanata ng Buried as Fertilizer for My Wife's Roses : Kabanata 1 - Kabanata 7

I lay limp on the muddy ground, my limbs twisted in a strange, contorted posture. My face had been smashed in, the center caved in and sunken. Blood seeped into the mud and mingled with it.Right after, I was shoved into a wood chipper in the countryside and shredded alive. My flesh and blood blended with the muddy gore before being scattered across the rose garden.Just the day before yesterday, I had been preparing a birthday gift for Yvonne. But now, I was nourishing a sea of roses with my own flesh and blood, offering it to her as a gift.And all of this began when Fabian Madden, the true heir, came back.The first time I saw him was at the welcome-home party last Sunday.He was dressed in a haute couture suit, standing beside our mother, Natalie Weiss, who had him linked by the arm. He was looking at the lavish party with his back slightly hunched with timidity. I clearly saw a flicker of disdain flash through Mom's eyes.Meanwhile, my father-in-law, Cedric Foster, was tak

Yvonne had a strong need for control. I hadn't replied to her messages for several days, and with me still absent on her birthday, of course, she was unhappy.Just then, a car pulled up at the party venue. The door opened, and Fabian stepped out. He was wearing a brand-new haute couture suit, a false smile plastered across his face."Yvonne, I've prepared a gift for you. I'm sure you'll love it."Perhaps out of anger at me, Yvonne deliberately smiled at Fabian and acted rather intimate with him.She took out her phone and sent me a message."If you don't come back this instant, I'll run off with Fabian."But Fabian, mistaking this for Yvonne having feelings for him, flashed a smug grin. Thinking his chance had finally come, he set about ingratiating himself with Yvonne even more eagerly.He took Yvonne to the sea of roses I had prepared. The roses were blooming with extraordinary brilliance.When Yvonne's gaze fell upon that splendid sea of roses, a flicker of complex emotion p

The Foster family was, without exaggeration, the leading power in Auxville. If Yvonne so much as uttered a single word of praise for Fabian, no one else would dare to do anything but fawn over him.She used to micromanage everything about my life—from my business dealings all the way down to what I wore and ate. If anyone crossed me in the business world, their company would be shut down for investigation the very next day.This was precisely why my family had been able to sail so smoothly through the business world.A sudden chill ran through me. Mom and Dad had lost me, and now they wanted to mold another version of me in order to keep Yvonne bound to the family.My soul drifted through the air. As I watched Yvonne sitting amidst the rose bushes with tears streaming down her face, I felt as though my heart were being carved out by a knife.I knew she was a prideful person who hated crying in front of others, so the fact that she was doing it now could only mean her grief had tru

It finally dawned on Fabian that something was terribly wrong.He looked at Yvonne with wide-eyed terror, blubbering hoarsely, "Yvonne, it wasn't me! Someone put me up to it."Yvonne raised an eyebrow.A man who had been tortured beyond recognition was thrown onto the stage. When the enforcers flipped him over to reveal his face, Fabian trembled violently, for that man was Jordan."It was him! He was the one who gave me that video—he said you hated Nathaniel." Fabian swallowed hard, suddenly realizing that the whole thing had taken place in the desolate wilderness where there were no surveillance cameras at all."Yvonne, what I just said was all a lie. I only said it to make you happy. The truth is, I never laid a hand on Nathaniel. I lied to you, and I'm sorry. But it really wasn't me who killed Nathaniel. I've got it! It was Jordan who killed him, and he's trying to frame me!"Jordan, who was on the ground, no longer had the strength to refute anything. All he could do was let