Love Dies In Midsummer

At an auction, my wife spent 41 million dollars. She bought a relic bead to give to her secretary as a guarantee of safety.

She announced it to the world in front of reporters. “Four years ago, my ex-husband ran off with the money when I was at my lowest point. It was Eden who stayed by my side and helped me to rise again. Now, I am willing to repay his love a thousandfold.”

Once the interview was made public, I became a shameless scumbag, despised by everyone.

My parents called me a disgrace to the family. Even my sister, Anna, who loved me the most, disowned me.

The condemnation and abuse against me continued without ceasing for four years. Until one day, the police cracked a major dismemberment case.

My sister, a criminal police captain, finally discovered that the body with the most horrific death was mine.

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After the severely decomposed body was exhumed, many people present vomited.

And I looked at the lush roses on the grave. Suddenly, I realized how quickly time had flown. Four years have passed.

Four years ago, my wife, Monica, went bankrupt after a failed investment. I took my three-year-old daughter with me and ran around to borrow money for her.

In the scorching summer heat, I knelt before my creditor for a whole day before finally begging him to relent.

Just as I was about to tell Monica the good news, her secretary, Eden, knocked me unconscious and took me to an abandoned hospital.

First, they burned my child to death in front of me. Then, they broke my limbs and smashed my skull. After removing all my organs, they buried me deep underground.

Monica came looking for me. Eden accused me of running off with my mistress and embezzling the company’s remaining funds.

Monica, who always claimed to love me, easily fell for a few words of instigation. From then on, she hated me.

She forbade anyone from mentioning my name. She forbade anyone from finding my whereabouts.

She left me to fend for myself outside. My soul was thus trapped in the burial ground, unable to leave and even more so, unable to reincarnate.

Until now, the dismemberment case was solved and my sister herself examined my body.

My fragmented soul finally saw the light of day. I could finally go home and visit.

I first floated to Anna’s side, hoping she would recognize me. But she was just wearing a mask and methodically examining my body.

“Like the previous bodies, all limbs intact, but internal organs missing.”

She paused. “No, something seems off. This body... is different!”

Her gaze fell on my hand and she frowned slightly. I thought she had discovered something.

But then she said, “The other bodies were given anesthesia and had their organs removed, but this one has almost every bone broken and every nail plucked out.”

She took my limp hand and her frown was deepening. Yet, she still spoke of the brutal ending—

“He was tortured to death.”

Everyone looked at each other, sympathy evident. Anna sighed softly.

“Such cruel methods are truly appalling. Have the forensic department focus on examining this body and carefully compare it to missing persons from the past year. We must identify the deceased as quickly as possible!”

After giving her instructions, Anna removed her protective suit and returned to the office to review the case.

Perhaps it was a tacit understanding between us, a connection shared by blood. Anna turned back and gazed at my body several times. But in the end, she didn’t recognize me.