Three years ago, I was the most promising member of the Scientific Expedition Team.

After entering Salakole, I was killed by my fiancé's true love, Vivian Fowler.

She stole my supplies, scratched my face, and pushed me off the ship.

I died with my second child in my belly.

But when the rescue team came, Vivian said I had stolen her supplies and was going to flee.

My fiancé, Winston Patton, wrote a report and erased me from the expedition team.

From then on, I became a joke. All the people on the team looked down on me.

Until three years later, someone discovered my long-frozen body.

.........

I hung in the air, staring blankly at the body on the autopsy table.

It wasn't even human anymore. Its skin was completely destroyed, and the body was covered in a thin layer of frost.

I couldn't even recognize that it was me.

"Winston, are you here?" Cayden Dalton, his assistant, saw him and asked,

"The expedition team found the body when they were in Salakole this time.

"The face was all scratched up, and anything on her body that could prove her identity was taken away, so we suspect it's an intentional murder."

Hearing that the body was salvaged from Salakole, Winston paused for a moment, then he put on his sterile gloves with a poker face.

I floated in mid-air, staring at the man in front of me.

Three years... It had been three years since I died.

After I died, my soul was trapped in Salakole, suffering in the fierce wind and freezing weather all day.

Until someone found me, they brought me back.

But I didn't expect that Winston was the person who would personally dissect me.

Seeing my ruined face, Winston, a senior forensic doctor, subconsciously frowned.

He hesitated to move the knife, instead turning to ask Cayden, "Does Vivian know about this?"

Cayden shook his head. "She stayed behind to prepare for your wedding, so she shouldn't know yet."

Winston then said, "Then tell everyone not to talk to her about this matter.

"She's just a vulnerable girl. I'm afraid of scaring her," As Winston spoke, a hint of gentleness appeared on his face.

I looked at Winston in a daze.

It'd been three years, and he was about to marry Vivian.

My fiancé was going to marry the woman who murdered me.

Floating in the air, I looked at my broken body.

Even though I could no longer feel the pain, Winston's words still hurt me.

"The face was scratched with a sharp object, totaling 45 wounds.

"A fatal wound on the neck was also caused by a sharp object, and there was a strangulation mark. The woman should have been strangled before being killed."

Cayden on the side felt sorry for me as he watched. "The murderer is cruel and hates her."

Winston's words were cold, but he acted calmly and professionally.

Then it was my abdomen, which was covered with lots of stab wounds.

"There are 13 stab wounds in the abdomen."

It seemed that he also felt miserable. "According to my preliminary judgment, all the wounds were formed before death.

"The abdomen slightly bulged and contained a formed embryo, roughly three months old."

That was our child.

I See My Baby

I hadn't hurt anyone, but why had I to see such inhumane images in the third year after my death? I floated down and looked at the tiny baby.

This was the first time I saw that child.

I didn't cry when I was killed by Vivian.

I didn't cry when I watched Winston dissect me with his own hands.

But now, my tears were falling without stopping.

This child already had hands and feet.

If I hadn't been killed by Vivian, this child would have been over two years old by now.

He would have hugged me and called me mom.

I would have given him the best of everything.

But now, everything had been ruined.

"The identity of the deceased is still unclear. Ask them to get a DNA test."

What a pity, Winston.

If he had been more careful, he could have seen the wound I left on my belly when I saved him back then.

It was just that we missed once again.

Cayden took the things to be tested, glanced at the record paper, and continued to ask,

"Winston, how long has this person probably died? You haven't said anything yet."

Winston's hand that was packing up the case table paused for a moment, but he didn't answer. Instead, he asked Cayden, "Cayden, how long has Aryanna escaped?"

Cayden was stunned when he heard what Winston said. He then answered,

"It's been three years, Winston. Have you forgotten that after she escaped, it was you who wrote the report to withdraw all her honors and titles?"

I listened to the words in a daze. "Withdrawing my honors and titles?" I thought.

Winston knew that I valued the expedition team the most.

How could he dare?

For Vivian, he revoked what I was once most proud of!

"What's wrong, Winston? Did you think of anything?"

Cayden looked at Winston, then at me lying on the case table.

"Winston, don't think too much. Aryanna stole all the supplies and fled. She is not worthy."

Winston laughed mockingly, "Nothing big deal.

"Take a note, this person passed away about three years ago!

"OK, let's call it a day. Vivian is waiting for me at home for dinner."

We're Just Friends

My soul was forced to follow Winston back home.

That home I used to be in was now devoid of all my traces.

In its place were the things that belonged to Vivian and Winston.

"You are back." As soon as Vivian saw that Winston was back, she came up and wrapped her arms around Winston's waist.

Winston tenderly held her in his arms, burying himself deep in the crook of her neck and closing his eyes.

What a sweet scene!

Winston had never done such an intimate action to me before.

"Does your hand still hurt?" Winston asked.

Vivian smiled and shook her head. "It doesn't hurt anymore."

Winston looked at her affectionately. "Did you take painkillers behind my back again?

"Aryanna stabbed you so many times back then. You still have after-effects even now."

I floated in the air, wanting to argue. It wasn't me. I didn't!

Why did you misunderstand me based on Vivian's lies?

Winston had never believed me.

Before I fell in love with Winston, I didn't know that Winston had Vivian in his heart.

The year I graduated, Vivian broke up with Winston decisively and went abroad to study with a rich young man.

I met Winston after I started working.

After we got together, Winston took good care of me, and all my friends believed he was an excellent boyfriend.

At that time, nothing would separate us.

But the year we were about to get married, Vivian came back.

Winston began to wander in and out of our relationship.

I didn't know how many times he left me behind for Vivian, and even repeatedly postponed our wedding date.

"Can you stop acting like a crazy person?

"Vivian and I are friends. Don't be paranoid all day long."

But did best friends give each other gifts on Valentine's Day?

Would one leave his girlfriend alone in the middle of the night to meet his female friend because she called and was afraid of thunder?

Or would he acquiesce to his friends around him saying that she was his new girlfriend?

On the eve of the wedding, I saw Vivian's message on Winston's phone.

Vivian: [If there was no Aryanna, would you have married me?]

When I saw Winston's reply, my entire body shivered.

Winston: [Yes, I love you. But Aryanna and I have been together for so many years, it's my responsibility to marry her.]

So in his heart, I was the responsibility, while Vivian was his love.

Vivian was not qualified to be in the Scientific Expedition Team, but Winston used his networks to get Vivian into the team.

We quarreled fiercely because of that. And all I got in return was his merciless words, "Aryanna, you're sick. If you dare to make things difficult for Vivian at work because I'd been with her, then we shouldn't get married."

That day, Winston and I had a big fight.

I even ignored the wedding date and applied for the expedition team to Salakole.

But I didn't expect that Vivian would apply too.

It was only during the third week in Salakole that I realized I was pregnant.

In order not to cause everyone trouble, I hid the news. I planned to deal with it when I went back.

However, I could never go back.

Because of Vivian's mistake, all of us were stranded in Salakole.

The rest of the expedition team went out, hoping to look for assistance nearby.

They left the two girls, Vivian and I, on the ship.

Vivian wanted to steal all the supplies and sneak away.

After being discovered by me, all the supplies fell into the ice crevices while we fought.

"Satisfied? No one can leave now. It's all your fault."

In the distance, a rescue ship was coming towards us.

Without a bit of hesitation, Vivian directly picked up the hemp rope on the side and strangled me.

After I fell unconscious, she stabbed me with the knife. Fearing that people would recognize me, she ruined my face.

Her knife, colder than the ice, cut through my skin inch by inch.

Finally, she threw me into the lake in Salakole.

When I was dead, she pushed me off the ship.

"I'm sorry, Aryanna. Only if you die can you keep my secret forever."

When she packed everything up, she slashed at her own body a few times.

She then lied, "I'm sorry. Aryanna ran away with the supplies...

"It's all my fault for not keeping an eye on these things."

Vivian convicted me, saying that I fled to escape punishment.

I looked at the harmless Vivian in front of me, and anger grew wildly in my heart.

Why was it that I was dead and she, a murderer, could live so well?

She took possession of my fiancé as well as my house.

Vivian leaned into his embrace. "It's okay. These wounds can let you see Aryanna's true face. I think it's worth it."

"So Winston, after we get married, you shouldn't look for Aryanna anymore. Let bygones be bygones, OK?"

Winston looked at Vivian heartily, his tone was all pity, "I've seen you in pain so many times that you couldn't sleep.

"When I think of this, I can't wait to find Aryanna and make her experience the pain you've suffered too."

Winston had already done that.

Wasn't I dissected by his own hands?