Three days after his first love Mandy's death, my husband locked me in a steel cage and sank me into the ocean.

"You vicious woman," he spat. "Stay here and repent to Mandy!"

He didn't know I carried his child. I thrust the pregnancy confirmation toward him, but he walked away without a backward glance.

Yet when he later saw my corpse—bloated and decomposing in the seawater—he went insane.

My soul drifted up from a cage at the bottom of the ocean, somehow ending up near Isaac Thornton.

Liam Donovan, his assistant, told Isaac, "Mr. Thornton, Mrs. Thornton's been in the ocean for a day and a night. The water's freezing; she might not make it."

Isaac replied, "She's only been in the ocean for a day and a night, but my Mandy's gone forever."

Liam tried again, "But the dead can't be brought back. If something happens to Mrs. Thornton..." Isaac threw a stack of papers at him.

"She has enough oxygen for three days. Anyone who pleads for that venomous woman in those three days will regret it." Liam, stunned, didn't dare say another word.

After Liam left, Isaac pulled out a necklace Mandy Robinson had given him, stroking it softly. He whispered, "Mandy, I miss you so much."

Suddenly, his eyes filled with bitter hatred. "I've put that bitch who killed you in the ocean with you. Don't worry, I'll torture her to avenge you!"

Floating in mid-air, I watched Isaac's contrasting treatment of me and Mandy; a sharp pain pierced my heart. Even as a ghost, I still felt pain.

You can't hurt me anymore, Isaac. I'm dead. Mandy took her own life. Why do you still hold me accountable?

Two weeks prior, Mandy was suddenly diagnosed with acute kidney failure and needed a transplant. The Thorntons and Robinsons used every connection they had to find a match.

Isaac held Mandy's hand in the hospital bed, comforting her. "Mandy, don't worry, I'll find you a kidney. You'll get through this." Then came the news: I was a match.

But I never got tested! How could I be a match? Mandy Robinson, my half-sister, and my stepmother had tormented me since childhood. I wouldn't donate to them.

After I refused the surgery, Isaac had me forcibly taken to the hospital. He strapped me to the operating table. "You have two kidneys. Give Mandy one; you'll still be fine."

With the help of a friend, I escaped. I later discovered I was a month pregnant; Isaac was the father.

I clung to hope, taking my pregnancy test results to Isaac. If he didn't want me, I'd divorce him and leave.

But Isaac didn't even give me a chance to speak before forcing me to the shore, putting an oxygen mask on me, and dropping me in an iron cage into the ocean. "You cruel woman, repent to Mandy!"

After I left, Mandy, blaming me for not donating a kidney, left a suicide note saying she didn't blame me and didn't want us to fight, then jumped into the sea.

I couldn't speak, only offering him the pregnancy test results. I desperately hoped he'd look. He turned and left me in the freezing water.

A hurried footstep broke my thoughts. Liam reopened the office door.

"Mr. Thornton, Miss Robinson is back."

Isaac's eyes widened in disbelief. "What did you say?"

Liam repeated, "Mr. Thornton, Miss Robinson is back. She's downstairs."

Isaac rushed out. My soul followed. I wanted to know if Mandy was alive.

Mandy stood in the lobby, in a white dress, her dark hair contrasting with her pale face, looking fragile. Isaac rushed to her, embracing her tightly.

His hands trembled as he touched her face. "Mandy, it's really you! You're alive?"

Tears streamed down Mandy's face. "Isaac, it's me. I didn't die. I missed you so much. I was afraid I'd never see you again."

They embraced in the lobby. Mandy told Isaac that fishermen rescued her after she jumped.

Isaac was overjoyed. "Mandy, your kindness must have touched God. Promise me you won't try to kill yourself again."

Mandy's voice choked. "Isaac, I won't. I've thought it over. I'll stay by your side until the end."

Isaac promised, "Mandy, I'll never let you die."

I watched them, coldly, touching my belly. What about me? My child? I raged, wanting to kill them both.