Three days after I died, Aaron Sullivan got the call to ID my body. He carelessly held another woman in his arms and said, "If she's dead, she's dead. Call me after she's cremated." After my body was sent into the furnace and turned into ashes, the staff called Aaron again. He clicked his tongue impatiently. "Got it. Coming." 1 When Aaron arrived, it was already two hours later. His clothes were a bit messy, with a glaring lipstick stain on his collar. It wasn't hard to tell he just came from a 'battlefield.' Finding the staff, he sneered, "Where are Chloe Shen's ashes? Didn't you call me to pick them up?" After confirming his identity, the staff handed him the box containing my ashes. Aaron took it carelessly, his eyes full of mockery. "Is this really Chloe Shen's ashes? You didn't just scoop up some cat or dog remains to fool me, did you?" The staff was shocked. "Mr. Sullivan, these are indeed Miss Shen's ashes. There are records. Would you like to see them?" Aaron curled his lips. "No need. I trust you." I breathed a sigh of relief. For some reason, I was dead, but my soul remained. Thinking about it, maybe it was because I hadn't been properly laid to rest. Now that Aaron believed I was dead, even if he hated me, for the sake of our past, he should bury me casually, right? But before I could be happy, the next second, Aaron suddenly exclaimed. The urn slipped from his hand, and my ashes scattered on the ground. Aaron smiled cruelly. "Oops, slipped." Saying that, he extended his foot, grinding his shoe sole wantonly on my ashes. My breath hitched. Meeting his half-smiling eyes, I opened my mouth but couldn't make a sound. Until my ashes completely disappeared into the cracks of the ground, mixed with dust. Only then did Aaron withdraw his foot satisfied. Amidst the staff's shock, he laughed, "Remember to tell Chloe Shen, this trick is very novel, but also a failure." "My mom's death anniversary is in a few days. She better go obediently to my mom's grave to atone. Otherwise, even if she's really dead, I don't mind digging up her body myself to whip it." The last few words were full of chill, making people tremble with fear. But I knew he really could do it. I was suddenly glad my body had been cremated. Otherwise, that scene would be very ugly. Before the staff could argue with him, Aaron was called away by a phone call. Strangely, my soul followed him. Forced to sit in the passenger seat, I listened to him chatting with the woman on the other end. I knew that voice. It was Bella Su, the adopted daughter of the Sullivan family. When Aaron and I were still in love, she came to me and asked me to leave him. I refused, so she started targeting me, spreading rumors in my company, and having people corner me. After Aaron found out, he taught her a harsh lesson and threatened to kick her out if she dared to bully me again. Bella finally behaved herself. Mentioning me, the expression on Aaron's face turned colder. "Why mention her? Bad luck. It's not like she's really dead." "What if she really died? Aaron, what would you do?" Bella's probing voice came over. 2 My heart tightened, and I subconsciously turned to look at Aaron. If it were the old Aaron, let alone death, even a scratch on my hand would make his heart ache unbearable. He said I was his treasure and would pamper me in his palm for a lifetime. But now, Aaron sneered, "Then I would definitely hold a banquet for three days and three nights, and set off fireworks all over the city to celebrate." I widened my eyes in disbelief. Only now did I understand that Aaron hated me to this extent. Hated me so much that my death was something worth celebrating for him. But Aaron, I really died. You just don't believe it. The car stopped at a bridal shop, and Aaron strode in. He was so eager, just like the day he brought me to the bridal shop after we secretly got our marriage license. At that time, he couldn't wait to see me in a wedding dress. He excitedly held me in his arms, saying I was the most beautiful bride in the world. But now, he looked at Bella in a wedding dress with the same tender eyes. Brushing away the broken hair by her ear, he said softly, "Beautiful." Bella lowered her head shyly and smiled. When she looked up again, there were tears in her eyes. "Aaron, I finally waited for you." I was full of shock, watching helplessly as Bella kissed Aaron's face. I couldn't wait to stop all this. But my hand passed right through Aaron's body. I stared blankly as he put the ring on Bella's middle finger. How could he? Why Bella? She was the one who killed his mother. Aaron! I opened my mouth, throat hoarse, filled with grief and indignation. I watched all this numbly. Bella looked in the mirror excitedly and suddenly asked, "By the way, Aaron, is she okay?" We all knew who "she" referred to. Aaron was expressionless, even a bit annoyed. "What could happen? Just a petty trick." "Then for our wedding, shall we invite her?" Aaron lowered his eyelashes, hiding the emotions in his eyes. Suddenly, the corner of his mouth curled into a malicious smile. "Of course we have to invite her. She's a key figure." I instantly understood. Aaron wanted me to witness his wedding with my own eyes. After all, this was the scene I had always looked forward to. Because we didn't get Mrs. Sullivan's approval back then, we only got the license and didn't hold a wedding. Later, a wedding became my extravagant hope. 3 Because Mrs. Sullivan died. Heart attack, incurable. The night she died, the last call was to me. So, Aaron naturally suspected I angered her to death. On the day of Mrs. Sullivan's burial, he forced me to kneel in front of the grave for a day and a night. It rained heavily that day. We looked at each other in the rain. His eyes were full of gray defeat and hatred. He said, "Chloe Shen, from now on, we are mortal enemies." Since then, I went from Aaron's lover to his enemy. He hated me, humiliated me, but wouldn't let me leave him. He even brought women home overnight. Seeing my red eyes, he chuckled and patted my face, mocking, "Chloe Shen, is it hard? But you asked for this. Who can you blame?" I tried my best to explain, but it only made Aaron worse. He didn't doubt his conclusion because he knew Mrs. Sullivan didn't like me. She even threatened never to let me into the Sullivan family in this life. Aaron argued with her many times for this, even breaking with the family just to be with me. But the woman he loved killed his biological mother. How could he accept it? Sending Bella away. Aaron seemed to just remember me. He mercifully pulled me out of the blacklist, tapping the steering wheel with one hand and dialing my number with the other. After a while, I watched his relaxed brows gradually furrow. Watched him slap the steering wheel as if venting. "Chloe Shen, daring not to answer my call, you're looking for death." But little did he know, I wasn't refusing to answer his call. I could never answer again. Half a month later, Aaron finally returned to our home. He violently pushed open the door, shouting, "Chloe Shen, get out here." He pushed open door after door but never found me. Aaron's already gloomy face became even darker. While ordering his subordinates to find my whereabouts, he said sinisterly, "Chloe Shen, since you want to run, you better run far. Otherwise, when I catch you, I will definitely break your legs." 4 However, the woman whose legs he wanted to break was right in front of his eyes. Not long after, a subordinate sent a location. The expression on Aaron's face gradually became terrifying. I looked confusedly and realized it was Julian Ji's home. "Mr. Sullivan, the Madam's last call was to Mr. Ji. But Mr. Ji said he hasn't seen the Madam. We suspect he kidnapped her." Aaron said coldly, "Wait for me there." Aaron raced all the way to Julian's house. With a sullen face, he kicked the closed door hard. Once, twice. On the third time, the door opened. Julian looked calm, with dark circles under his eyes. "What's up?" Aaron sneered, "You hid my wife, and you ask what's up?" Julian remained expressionless, as if he had no attachment to this world. "I didn't hide her. She's already dead. Didn't the crematorium notify you to pick up the ashes?" "She even got you to help her act? Heh, seems Chloe Shen is determined to hide from me this time." Aaron didn't believe I was dead. He stubbornly thought this was still my trick. He looked up into the house and shouted, "Chloe Shen, don't think you can escape my mom's death anniversary just because Julian protects you. I'll count to three. If you don't come out, don't blame me for being ruthless." Three, two, one. As the words fell, Aaron kicked Julian fiercely and ordered his subordinates to search the house for me. Julian was kicked to the ground, a trace of anger appearing on his calm face. "Aaron Sullivan, Chloe Shen is already dead. You picked up the ashes yourself. Have you forgotten?" "She's dead, dead for several days." Julian angrily grabbed Aaron's collar, pinning him against the wall. Aaron looked gloomy and mocked, "At this point, you still want to hide her. Julian, you really are deeply devoted to her. Pity, she's been worn out by me long ago. When I get bored, if you still like her, maybe I'll consider giving her to you." "But not now. She still has to kowtow and atone at my mom's grave. Can't keep you company." Julian flushed red from his face to his neck. He gripped Aaron's collar tightly and gritted his teeth, "Aaron Sullivan, you're a fucking bastard." He punched Aaron in the face violently. Aaron grunted in pain. For a moment, the two exchanged punches and kicks, wrestling together. Elders used to say people have no feeling after death. But for some reason, I felt my chest swelling, as if it was about to explode.
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