All Chapters of She Locked Me Away to Celebrate Him: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

I was diagnosed with cancer, and on the day I received the diagnosis, it was the birthday of my wife's adopted son, Logan Smith.Before the birthday party even began, I coughed up a mouthful of blood, which my wife, Rosalie Smith, said ruined the celebratory atmosphere. As such, not only did she refuse to take me to the hospital, but she also locked me in the basement.Rosalie looked down at me, her gaze ice-cold. "Xander Kastel, you really know how to pick your timing. Of all days, you had to cough up blood on Lolo's birthday. I would've overlooked it if it were any other day. But how dare you do it today?"I lay sprawled on the damp ground, the front of my white shirt soaked through with blood. As I begged her to take me to the hospital, violent cramps tore through my stomach, followed by unbearable pain. It felt like death was slowly creeping toward me.A flicker of disappointment crossed Rosalie's eyes. Her voice sounded surly as she said, "You're still trying to lie to me? I

Rosalie had deliberately concealed it from me, so I had no idea she was going to attend a parent-teacher conference.I could still vividly remember how excited she had sounded that day. But it turned out that, deep down, she had already convinced herself that I was lying and that I was actually jealous of a child."Mr. Kastel! Mr. Kastel, wake up!"A pair of huge hands shook me hard. My mind felt like absolute sludge—scrambled and heavy—as I fought to open my eyes.Edward's figure appeared before me.Seeing me open my eyes, he let out a breath of relief and patted his chest. "Thank goodness nothing happened."Then he proceeded to complain, "Mr. Kastel, you gave me a fright!"When I looked down, a patch of crimson red filled my vision.Edward followed my gaze. When he saw what it was, he pinched his nose and said with disgust, "Mr. Kastel, why did you knock over the paint bucket the workers left by the door? The stench is so pungent."You're supposed to be the man of the hous

Late that night, Rosalie was jolted out of her sleep by the sound of someone crying right in her ear. She opened her eyes and instinctively turned her head to look at Logan.He was curled up quietly beside her, fast asleep. He wasn't crying.After she pulled the covers over Logan, an inexplicable surge of panic washed over her, keeping her wide awake. She picked up her phone and checked her notifications, but there wasn't a single text.As she thought back to the phone calls from an unfamiliar number she had rejected hours before, the panic inside her blazed like a raging fire. My face flashed through her mind, and so she called the family doctor, Kyle Moyer."Dr. Moyer, how is Xander's condition?" Rosalie asked."Mr. Kastel? Wasn't he taken to the hospital by ambulance? The ambulance was pulling away right when I arrived at the villa. I assumed I was too late and that you'd already called 911!" Kyle replied.Rosalie stiffened for a moment, then immediately stood up from her chai

Rosalie frowned at those words. She forced down her anger and said with displeasure, "You're just a lowly worker. I didn't ask for your opinion. Where's Xander? Tell him to come out. I came specifically to take him home."Quinn stretched her hand out to block Rosalie from stepping inside, shouting, "You're too late! Rosalie, you've come too late! You'll never see Mr. Xander again!"Rosalie was stunned by the outburst, and utter bewilderment appeared on her face. "Have you gone mad? It's not even that late, but you won't let me see Xander? Did Xander tell you to do this?"Xander! Come out!"With a sneer, Quinn shoved Rosalie out into the rain. "You want to see Mr. Xander, don't you? Come to Crestwell Cemetery tomorrow at 9:00 am. It'll be your last chance to see him."After saying that, Quinn turned and walked back inside.Rosalie tried to stop her and demand an explanation, but several bodyguards quickly surrounded her, stopping her in place.Even as he watched Rosalie get shove

Rosalie looked up, her expression full of a desperate plea.Staring at her, Jessica said with biting coldness, "Xan said he deeply regrets ever falling in love with you. If there's a next life, he never wants to meet you. He never wants to see you again."But as his sister, I hope you remember him forever. I hope you lie awake every single night, unable to sleep. I hope that, instead of sweet memories, all you see is Xan begging you to save him. I hope you're haunted by the horrific sight of his broken body in that coffin.""Xan! I was wrong!" Rosalie's anguished cries and shouts echoed all around the hill.Peter walked up from the side, shifting his umbrella over my head. He pushed my wheelchair in the other direction, then looked down at me and meticulously laid out the next steps."The bodyguards here will handle everything. They won't let her go until it's all finished."The flight is this afternoon. We're leaving this place."I nodded, never once looking back as we left.D