《He Was the Perfect Husband. Did I Kill Him？》全部章節：第 1 章 - 第 10 章

It was an ordinary late-summer weekend.Silas had been dealing with Family business the night before, so he slept in a bit.At 10:00 AM, draped in a silk robe, he was finally sitting at the long table drinking black coffee.At 10:05, April begged him for a hug for the eighth time.As I crouched in the foyer fixing April's dress, she made a face at her father."Daddy is a sleepyhead. The sun is already way up and you're just waking up. Shame on you."Silas let out a low chuckle, scooping her into his arms and rubbing his stubble against her cheek."Alright, I'll learn from April. No more sleeping in."I slipped into a comfortable yet elegant maxi dress, clasped on my jewelry, and got ready to take April down to meet the wives.As I opened the front door, I remembered something and turned back with a smile."Honey, April and I want to use the thermal pool today.""Start the water for us, would you? That way we can jump right in when we get back."The indoor pool filled slowly; it always

"Yeah, doesn't she feel out of place?"I kept my head down like a walking corpse, oblivious to everything around me."She's walking toward Leonora.""Is she here to cause trouble? This is a Don's funeral."A pair of old, mud-caked cowboy boots entered my line of sight.They were rough, the leather heavily worn, as if telling a story of how much wilderness they had crossed."Leonora, do you recognize me?"A slightly weathered voice spoke.It was very close. Right by my ear.I slowly looked up.Before me was the weather-beaten face of an old woman.Her skin was dry and wrinkled, her temples gray, but beneath her drooping eyelids, her gaze was piercing.Amidst the luxuriously dressed mourners, she wore a grossly out-of-place, old flannel shirt.One arm hooked through a faded leather bag, the other clutching a battered cowboy hat."I'm Martha. The mother-in-law you've never met."I stared at her blankly.My exhausted brain struggled to process, connect, fire... my eyes suddenly widened:"M

Someone leaked the details of Silas's death online, and all hell broke loose.It didn't help that people dug up the news from a few months back, about how Silas had risked his life to save mine.The internet split right down the middle. One side swore that if the husband's dead, the wife did it. The other side argued that Silas and I were deeply in love, and I could never hurt him.To do damage control, the Commission made me hold a press conference.It was my first time staring down a firing squad of cameras and microphones.I was so on edge and out of my depth that when I sat down, my hand shook. I knocked over the glass of water in front of me, spilling it all over the table."Mrs. Vexille, there's no need to be nervous. We're just here on behalf of the public to clear up a few gray areas." A veteran reporter in the front row held up his recorder. His tone was meant to be soothing, but it carried a sharp, aggressive edge. "The police have already released your basic timeline for tha

"Mommy."I jerked my head up.April had come in at some point and was standing next to me.I quickly locked my phone and forced a smile."What's wrong?"She held up a velvet box, beaming."Mommy, look! I found a secret treasure!"In the bedroom, April and I sat on the rug, slowly opening the box.The first thing I saw was a beautiful card.Written on it was a line of bold, flowing handwriting.Even though April was young, Silas took time every night to teach her to read, so she knew a lot of words.She looked at the card and read it word by word.[Happy Birthday to my most beautiful Queen. Stay happy and gorgeous forever! Love you always and forever, Silas.]"Haha, it's a birthday present from Daddy for you."I stared silently at the property deed inside the box.It was for a top-tier art gallery in Manhattan.I had casually mentioned once that I loved the artistic vibe there, but the price tag was astronomical, so it was just passing talk.I never expected Silas to secretly buy it.My

Martha walked in, agitated.It was her first time inside the home where her son lived.It was obvious she was emotional, her hands clenched tight, her chest heaving.When her eyes swept past the pool room, she visibly shuddered and quickly looked away in terror.I walked to the bar, grabbed a glass, and poured her some whiskey.She shook her head, refusing it, eyeing me warily."If you have something to say, just say it."I pursed my lips.I pulled out my phone, made a call, and murmured a few words.A moment later, a video call came through.I answered and handed the phone to Martha.She looked at me in confusion."This is Silas's most trusted right-hand man, Leo. He knows the most about that incident with the homeless men you're talking about."Martha took the phone and looked at the man on the screen.Leo's steady voice came through."Mrs. Vexille, I saw you at the funeral last time. My deepest condolences.""I don't know why you're interested in that old incident, but the Boss's wi