My husband's secretary was locked in a car with the windows up for half an hour, and in a fit of rage, he locked me in the storage room. I knelt on the ground, tightly gripping the hem of his shirt, admitting to a mistake I didn't commit. He impatiently pried my fingers away, stepped on them hard, his eyes devoid of any warmth. "Who do you think you are, daring to hurt Chloe?" Suffering from severe claustrophobia, I curled up in the dark, cramped space, gasping for air. My palms were scratched bloody by my own fingernails, yet I still couldn't resist the suffocating feeling of impending death. A week later, he returned from a trip abroad with his secretary and finally remembered me. But he didn't know that I had long died in fear and hatred. 1 When Ethan Reed walked into the villa with his arm around Chloe Shen's waist, the servants had already decorated the house in advance. Rose petals scattered on the floor, a diamond necklace on the dining table, and a three-tier cake with a cartoon girl drawn on it nearby. Everything proclaimed Ethan's regard for Chloe. Leaning in Ethan's arms, Chloe saw all this, covered her mouth in surprise, her eyes flashing with tears as she looked at Ethan: "Ethan, you are so good to me!" Ethan affectionately scraped the tip of Chloe's nose, his tone gentle: "I have another gift for you." Ethan turned to look at his personal assistant and ordered: "Go call Ava down. I want this bitch to kneel and apologize to Chloe in public." I looked coldly at this man I had loved for ten years, my heart numb. "Ethan, don't blame Ava anymore. I believe Ava didn't mean to hurt me either. We are sisters after all, I will be sad if you punish her." Chloe's tone was tinged with a cry, but only I, with the God's perspective, saw the fleeting viciousness in her eyes. Yes, I am already dead. A week ago, in a rage, Ethan locked me in a storage room less than one square meter to teach me a lesson. I clung to the door frame and admitted all the charges he placed on me, begging him not to lock me in this cramped and dark space so cruelly. But all he left me was a resolute back and that vicious sentence: "I will make you suffer hundreds and thousands of times the harm Chloe suffered. This is what you owe her!" He seemed to have forgotten that I suffered from severe claustrophobia. While he held Chloe's hand rushing to Finland to see the aurora, I curled up in a ball, breathing with difficulty. I pinched my thighs and arms until they were bloody but couldn't maintain my increasingly thin consciousness. Until the last moment when consciousness faded, I struggled to break free from that terrifying room. Hearing Chloe pleading for me, Ethan reached out distressingly to touch Chloe's cheek: "You, you are just too kind, that's why you are always bullied by her. I won't let her hurt you again!" I couldn't help sneering. So in his eyes, I have always been such a vicious person. Everything I paid for him seemed to have become a huge joke. At this time, the assistant ran down from upstairs in panic. 2 "Mr. Reed, there is no response in the storage room. Madam... seems to have stopped breathing." Panic flashed in Ethan's eyes, but soon he curled his lips knowingly, his tone containing anger: "Assistant Xu, have you also been bought by Ava?" "I haven't settled the account with you for helping Ava lock Chloe in the car before, and this time you help Ava lie to me again." "I think you have forgotten who your boss is. I notify you now, you are fired." Before Assistant Xu could argue, Ethan took Chloe's hand and went back to the room. Assistant Xu froze behind them, opened his mouth but ultimately said nothing. I really couldn't figure out how Ethan turned into what he is now. Clearly, we used to love each other very much. I have known Ethan for ten years, and I accompanied him from starting from scratch to becoming a new prominent figure in the business world today. But only after death did I completely realize that the balance in Ethan's heart had shifted the moment Chloe appeared. Chloe is Ethan's private secretary and also my half-sister. A week ago, Ethan took Chloe and Assistant Xu out to inspect partners. It was also that day that my mother, who was in the late stage of cancer, was in rare good spirits, holding my hand and asking about my relationship with Ethan. But in the next second, the values on the monitor dropped straight down. I looked at the closed door of the emergency room and dialed Ethan's number helplessly. Ethan sat silently with me in front of the emergency room until he received a call from Chloe, his face changing drastically. On the phone, Chloe weakly told Ethan about her fear, not forgetting to ask Ethan to take good care of me, his legal wife. Ethan was full of anxiety, ignored my retention, forgot to even take his coat, and immediately got up to save Chloe. What he didn't know was that just ten minutes after he left, my mother left this world forever. What's ridiculous is that at that time I hadn't seen through Ethan's regard for Chloe, until he expressionlessly pushed me into the storage room, squatted on the ground, pinched my chin hard, his tone icy: "Ava, I thought you were just jealous. How come I never found out you are such a vicious woman? Chloe is your biological sister, yet you could do such a thing." "If it weren't for you and your short-lived mother, how could I not be by Chloe's side when she was in danger!" "Just reflect on yourself here properly. Come out when you know where you went wrong." My fingers were trampled ruthlessly under his feet, leaving only numb pain in my heart. And now, he is still waiting for me to bow my head first and admit my mistake obediently. But unfortunately, this time it is destined not to be as he wishes. Ethan stood outside the storage room door, his face full of indifference: "Ava, you should curb your petty temper. You know my patience is very limited." "If you roll out now and apologize to Chloe properly, I can barely forgive you." His response was only silence. Ethan impatiently smashed the storage room door hard, his tone gradually becoming fierce: "Fine, if you don't want to come out, then die inside." I looked at Ethan's departing back, a sudden sadness rising in my heart. I seem to have to admit that the man I once loved deeply had rotted unknowingly long ago. 3 For the next few days, Ethan stayed by Chloe's side and never returned home. I watched him take care of another woman with all his heart, eating with her, watching movies, doing all the things couples do, and could only laugh at myself. This day was my dad's birthday. Ethan carried big and small bags of gifts and rushed to the Shen family with Chloe early in the morning. My dad, who was watering flowers in the yard, saw the two figures and walked forward with a smile to welcome them in. Chloe ran forward and skillfully took my dad's arm to act coquettishly, while Ethan just smiled dotingly, carrying things and following behind them. Natural as if the three of them were the family. At the dinner table, Chloe said pleasing words to coax my dad into laughter, and Ethan occasionally picked some dishes Chloe loved for her. From beginning to end, no one mentioned me. It was Ethan's cell phone ringtone that broke the quiet atmosphere at this moment. Ethan answered the phone, but the words from the other side made his face freeze. "Hello Mr. Reed, I am a doctor at the City Hospital. We received a female corpse today. DNA comparison confirmed that the deceased is your wife, Ms. Ava Shen." "Is it convenient for you to come to the hospital now to complete the relevant procedures?" Ethan frowned and listened to the other party's words, then sneered lightly, his tone full of disdain: "Heh, are you also hired by Ava to help her put on a show? Tell Ava for me, don't think pretending to be dead will make me forgive her." "Also, this trick is boring." After speaking, without waiting for the other side to respond, Ethan hung up the phone decisively. Seeing Ethan put down the phone, Chloe spoke with worry in her tone: "Ethan, did something happen to my sister?" Ethan raised his hand to rub the top of Chloe's hair and shook his head. But in the second half of the dinner, Ethan was obviously absent-minded, picking celery, which Chloe hated the most, for her several times by mistake. Even my dad saw something was wrong with Ethan, so he didn't force Ethan to stay after the meal. To my surprise, after Ethan drove Chloe home tonight, he rarely didn't stay overnight at her place but went to the City Hospital. I followed him to outside the cold morgue. His hand was on the doorknob, but he delayed pressing it down. I saw Ethan's mouth opening and closing, and only heard clearly what he was saying when I got close. "Ava, if I find out you are playing me again this time, I will definitely skin you!" Heh! Even at this time, he is still threatening a dead person. If I could take human form at this moment, I would definitely not be able to control myself from slapping him twice. As if finally mentally prepared, Ethan walked into the morgue. The doctor on duty responsible for guarding the corpses was dozing off in the duty room. Seeing Ethan's figure, he stood up in horror. "Who are you?" Ethan seemed to hear nothing, walking slowly towards the corpse covered with a white cloth on the bed not far away. "Ava, get the fuck up! Stop pretending!" Ethan clenched his fists tightly, shouting in front of the corpse as if trying hard to suppress his anger. But in front of him was a corpse, how could a corpse respond to him? Ethan suddenly shook my corpse violently like crazy. Somehow, even floating in the air, I seemed to feel severe dizziness. The doctor on duty finally reacted, rushed to Ethan and hugged him who was still going crazy. "Mr. Reed, calm down!" Ethan threw off the doctor hugging him fiercely, his tone agitated: "This can't be Ava! You are all liars! You are all lying to me!" To be honest, I really haven't seen Ethan lose his composure like this for a long, long time, but at this moment I couldn't control the urge to laugh out loud in my heart. The doctor looked at Ethan's agitated appearance and shook his head, turned back to the duty room, took a piece of paper from the desk and handed it to Ethan. 4 I leaned close to Ethan and found out it was my death certificate. "Mr. Reed, it was the servants in your house who smelled an abnormal odor at home and discovered your wife's body." "My condolences." The doctor patted Ethan on the shoulder, said nothing more, and left the morgue. Only Ethan was left in the room. He squatted on the ground, lowering his head and staring dead at the death certificate in his hand. "How is it possible! Ava, how could you be dead." "You must be lying to me, right?" "That's right, it must be so! I will expose your lie now!" Ethan stumbled when getting up, staggering towards the corpse covered with white cloth. "Ava, I give you one last chance. Get up now, and I can pretend nothing happened." The room was silent. Ethan raised his hand to pinch a corner of the white cloth, but never lifted it. I clearly saw his fingers trembling uncontrollably. A sudden urge to scare him rose in my heart, wanting him to taste fear and despair too. Using all my strength, I blew a breath at the white cloth on the corpse. The white cloth was blown to the ground. The corpse was presented unreservedly in front of Ethan. The face turned blue and purple due to suffocation was shocking even to me. The eyes that couldn't close until death, the two eyeballs protruded extraordinarily, looking even more scary in the gloomy atmosphere. "Ahhh!" Ethan was scared into sitting on the ground, screaming while moving backward vigorously: "Don't come over! Don't come over! I was wrong!" Seeing his comical reaction, the pent-up anger in my heart finally dissipated a bit. Ethan sat on the ground for a long time before recovering. When he stood up, his legs were still trembling non-stop. He moved slowly back to the corpse, staring fixedly at the lifeless corpse on the bed, his eyes scarlet. "How is it possible?" "Nothing happened between me and Chloe Shen. Stop being angry, okay? As long as you come back!" A bean-sized tear fell, followed by a second, a third. I really don't understand this man a bit. Trampling my sincere heart on the ground when I was alive, and acting hypocritically here when I'm dead. Who is he putting on a show for?
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