All Chapters of Father‑in‑Law Died in My Wife's Game: Chapter 1 - Chapter 9

After marrying Cindy Chapman, I began working for her family's company. Initially, everyone mocked me behind my back for marrying into the family and leeching off them. However, I eventually relied on my own merit to establish a firm foothold within the company.My father-in-law, Eason Chapman, recognized my efforts and appointed me as his new right-hand man. But in a meeting today, Eason suddenly suffered a heart attack. Without a second thought, I carried him on my back, got us into my car, and rushed toward the nearest hospital.While waiting for the next green light to change at an intersection, a Ferrari crossed the double yellow line in an illegal U-turn, cutting me off and blocking my path. When I saw the car's color and license plate, I immediately recognized it as Cindy's.There was no time to waste. I rolled down my window and shouted toward the sports car, "Cindy! Move out of the way! There's no time! I have to get Dad to the hospital!"The passenger-side window slowly r

When I arrived at the hospital, I scrambled out of the car and helped the medical staff transfer Eason onto a stretcher and into the operating room. When Mr. Leigh arrived, he was so alarmed by the sight of me covered in blood that he insisted on rushing me to the emergency room. A doctor diagnosed me with a minor concussion and a fracture in my left arm. She was still treating my wound on my forehead when Mr. Leigh walked in."What happened, Mr. Jowett? I went to the parking lot and saw the state of the car. How was it damaged so badly?" he asked.I shook my head, remaining silent. I wanted to believe that Cindy hadn't done it on purpose. If she had known it was her own father in the back seat, she surely wouldn't have gone through with such a reckless act. At any rate, I had successfully gotten Eason to the hospital, so I was willing to let the matter rest. Mr. Leigh, who knew me well, realized I didn't want to pursue the issue. "Mr. Chapman has safely arrived at the hospital.

Mr. Leigh and I handled Eason's funeral arrangements together. Cindy did not show up for the funeral—not because we didn't inform her, but because she refused to answer my calls.Some of the people present were senior employees at the company, while others were our business partners. They expressed great dissatisfaction at Cindy's failure to attend the funeral.One of the more outspoken guests commented outright, "The Chapman Group will be ruined if an ingrate like Cindy were to take the reins. You have to protect the company, Mr. Jowett. We're all relying on you!"As soon as the words left his mouth, someone raised their phone and shouted furiously, "She'd rather be yachting with her lover than attend her father's funeral! She's the lowest of the low!"It turned out that Cindy had posted an intimate photo of herself and Harley kissing passionately on a yacht to social media. The photo was accompanied by the caption, "I'm willing to go against the world for you!"Both the photo

Cindy finally believed that the deceased person in the casket was her own father. She collapsed to the ground, trembling uncontrollably as she looked at the head near her feet."Impossible! It's impossible!" she repeated over and over.I stepped forward and said, "I already told you that the person in the back seat was your father."Cindy jerked her head up to stare directly at me, looking as if she wanted to eat me alive. "You did it on purpose! You did this all on purpose, didn't you?""I was just one minute too late. If you hadn't rammed into my car with ill intent, Eason wouldn't have died! You were the one who killed him! You killed your own father! You're a murderer!" I yelled back.When Cindy heard me accusing her of killing her own father, she covered her ears in despair and continuously mumbled, "Impossible."I continued harshly, "Drop the act already. You have nothing to be sad about… After all, you secretly swapped out Eason's medicine, causing him to suffer an acute

The next time I saw Cindy, it was in an asylum three days later.The police already had sufficient evidence to prove that she had murdered Eason and maliciously instigated Harley to ram my car. However, under the law, she could be released on bail pending trial due to her miscarriage. When I learned of this, I submitted evidence to the court proving that Cindy was suffering from severe mental illness.The evidence included surveillance recordings of Cindy yelling at me and smashing things at home, as well as footage of her acting like a madwoman on the day of the funeral. Of course, the most compelling piece of evidence was from her high school years, when she raced through the city without a license, injured a pedestrian, and left him disabled for life. Back then, Cindy had avoided punishment because Eason had submitted a medical report stating she was mentally ill. With that report as evidence, the judge sentenced Cindy to life imprisonment in an asylum.I wasn't happy to