Avenging His True Love Cost Him His Parents
I've booked a hot air balloon trip for my in-laws in commemoration of their wedding anniversary.
Little do I know that as soon as the hot air balloon lifts off the ground, 1,000 drones appear out of nowhere and form a sentence in the sky.
"Natalie, my ethereal beloved, you're the only one I ever want in this world."
I feel as though my blood has turned into ice. It turns out that my husband, Theodore Shaw, is in the middle of launching a grand confession to his first love, Natalie Quinn.
As soon as the line goes through, I exclaim in a quivering tone, "Theodore, hurry up and command the drones to avoid the hot air balloon's route! Mom and Dad are—"
Before I can finish speaking, Theodore cuts me off with a sneer.
"Back then, you exaggerated Natalie's parents' crimes at the court. When they died from despair in jail, you were busy celebrating your win streak as an ace lawyer.
"Now, I want you to have a taste of what it feels like to lose your own parents too!"
Then, Theodore commands his subordinates loudly, "Lock on the target! I want you to use the drones to crash the hot air balloon out of the way! I want to hear how loudly it'll explode when it plummets!"
Natalie keeps egging him on at the side in a sickly sweet voice.
"Precisely! I want it to explode as beautifully as the fireworks!"
The hot air balloon keeps getting attacked by the drones that keep flying in their direction at high speed. I can hear my in-laws' cries of despair, sending shivers down my spine.
That's when I roar at my phone hysterically.
"Theodore Shaw, you absolute bastard! Open your damn eyes and look at the sky! Your own parents are the one riding the hot air balloon, dammit!"