บททั้งหมดของ The Widow Who Married My Husband : บทที่ 1 - บทที่ 10

The day Ava Cross buried her husband was the day she discovered she had never truly known him.Rain fell in thin, relentless sheets, turning the cemetery into a sea of gray. Black umbrellas dotted the landscape as mourners stood in silence around the freshly dug grave. The wind carried the scent of wet earth and white lilies, while the priest’s solemn voice faded into the background.Ava heard none of it.She stood motionless beside the polished mahogany coffin, her fingers gripping a single white rose so tightly that its thorns pierced her skin. Tiny drops of blood stained the stem, but she didn’t feel the pain.Pain had become meaningless the moment she received the call.“Mrs. Cross, we’re sorry to inform you that your husband’s private jet crashed over the Atlantic this morning. There were no survivors.”She had replayed those words in her mind a thousand times over the past five days, hoping they would somehow change.They never did.Ethan was gone.The man who had walked into he

The cemetery fell into complete silence.Ava stared at Damien, certain she had misheard him.“What did you say?”Damien’s gaze shifted to the coffin before returning to her.“The medical examiner called a few minutes ago. They’ve requested that the coffin be taken back to the hospital immediately.”Victoria frowned.“That doesn’t answer her question.”Damien took a slow breath.“They’ve found inconsistencies in the identification report.”Ava’s pulse quickened.“Inconsistencies?”“The body recovered from the crash was severely burned. The identification was made using personal belongings found near the wreckage and preliminary records.”“And?”“They’re no longer convinced those records belong to Ethan.”The words landed like a blow to Ava’s chest.Her knees threatened to give way.“No…” she whispered.“You’ve already buried him.”“I know.”“So you’re telling me…” Ava struggled to keep her voice steady, “…that there’s a chance my husband isn’t dead?”Damien didn’t answer immediately.“

The gunshot echoed through the hospital room.Glass exploded across the floor.Ava instinctively threw herself over the patient as another bullet tore through the headboard.The masked gunman cursed.“Damn it.”He hadn’t expected anyone to shield the man.“Get down!” Ava screamed.The patient groaned in pain, clutching the sheets as blood seeped through the bandages on his shoulder.The first bullet had grazed him.Outside, nurses screamed.Doctors ran in every direction.The emergency lights bathed the corridor in an eerie red glow.The gunman raised his pistol again.This time, he aimed directly at Ava.She froze.Everything around her slowed.She stared into the dark barrel of the gun, convinced these were the last seconds of her life.Before the trigger could be pulled, someone tackled the shooter from behind.Damien.The two men crashed into a tray of medical equipment.Metal instruments scattered across the floor.The pistol slid beneath the hospital bed.“Run!” Damien shouted.

Ava stared at the phone.For one impossible second, everything around her disappeared.The gunmen.The shattered doorway.The blood.The darkness.All she could see were the two words glowing on the screen.Ethan Cross.Her husband was calling.“Ava, don’t.”Damien’s warning barely registered.The phone continued to ring.Ava reached for it.Damien grabbed her wrist.“I said don’t answer it.”She pulled away from him.“That’s Ethan.”“You don’t know that.”“His name is on the screen.”“Anyone can save a contact under any name.”Ava glared at him.“And anyone can claim to be someone’s brother.”Damien’s expression hardened.Another bullet struck the wall behind them.Victoria grabbed Ava’s arm.“We don’t have time for this. Answer it or leave it.”Ava snatched the phone from the floor.The moment her finger touched the screen, the call ended.“No!”She immediately tried to call back.The number was hidden.There was no way to return the call.Ava stared at the screen.“Why would someon

The barrel of the gun never wavered.Victoria’s hands trembled, but her eyes remained fixed on Damien.“Ava,” she said quietly, “step away from him.”Ava looked from Victoria to Damien, unable to speak.Only minutes ago, Ethan’s voice had warned her not to trust his brother.Now Victoria was pointing a gun at Damien, claiming he had arranged the flight that supposedly killed Ethan.Nothing made sense anymore.Damien slowly lifted both hands.“I think you’ve misunderstood.”“I don’t think so.”Victoria cocked the pistol.“Lucas told me everything.”Ava’s heart skipped.“Where’s Lucas?”Victoria’s expression darkened.“He’s alive.”Relief washed over Ava.“But barely.”“What happened?”“He collapsed after we got out of the tunnel. Before he passed out again, he told me one thing.”She never looked away from Damien.“He said you booked Ethan’s flight.”Damien let out a slow breath.“I did.”The confession echoed through the underground passage.Ava stared at him in disbelief.“You… what?