After I Died, My Unfaithful Boyfriend Went Crazy

The stalker fan of my celebrity boyfriend thought I was defiling her idol, and actually came to my door to torture me to death.

On the day I was murdered, he was rehearsing lines with a famous actress, and hung up on my call for help.

When we met again, all that was left of me was a handful of ashes.

Yet, he went mad, inserting himself into the investigation of the stalker fan.

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On the day the stalker fan showed up at my door, I was at home reading a script.

It was past midnight and Jaylen hadn’t returned.

The night was terrifyingly dark.

Suddenly, a knock at the door startled me in the silent darkness.

“Who is it?”

No answer came from outside; the knocking continued.

I was puzzled, thinking it might be Jaylen since he often avoids unnecessary talk and ignores my questions.

I opened the door without any suspicion.

Unexpectedly, it wasn’t Jaylen at the door, but a strange woman.

“Hello, may I ask who you are looking for?”

I was taken aback by the woman in front of me wearing a mask.

The woman didn’t speak but instead measured me with a chilling gaze.

A bad feeling surged within me, and I turned to close the door.

But the woman suddenly stepped forward, blocked my hand, and pushed me away forcefully.

I fell hard on the floor, groaning in pain.

After entering, the woman quickly locked the door behind her.

Her actions made me realize she was up to no good.

“What... what do you want?”

I scrambled to my feet, instinctively backing away.

The woman still didn’t speak but slowly advanced towards me.

Her eyes were like a predator eyeing its prey, sending chills through me.

“Don’t come any closer!”

Panicked, I screamed and ran upstairs.

But the woman was faster. She caught up to me, grabbed my hair, and threw me violently onto the sofa.

I was dazed by the impact, seeing stars.

“Who... who are you? What do you want?”

I struggled desperately, trying to escape.

But the woman easily overpowered me.

“You’re Rachel Jenkins, Jaylen’s woman, right?”

She finally spoke, her voice hoarse and sinister, making it uncomfortable to listen.

“How... how do you know my name?”

I stared at her in shock, more and more panicked.

The woman sneered.

“Jaylen’s so amazing. What makes you think you deserve him? You’re just holding him back! If you were gone... he’d be all mine...”

Her face was manic.

I felt a chill in my heart.

This must be one of Jaylen’s stalker fans.

I was more terrified now.

Stalker fans are fans who exhibit extreme enthusiasm and can often perform extreme actions.

I never thought I would provoke such kind of person.

“Don’t mess around. Jaylen won’t let you off!”

I trembled, attempting to threaten her.

But the woman didn’t care and instead looked excited.

“You can bet that once you’re gone, his career will skyrocket. He’ll be thanking me, you’ll see.”

With that, she pulled out a bottle of liquid from her bag.

I didn’t know what it was.

She approached me with the bottle, pinched my jaw, and forced the liquid down my throat.

The pungent liquid burned as it passed through my throat. The pain was excruciating, and I screamed in agony, but my voice was getting weaker.

My vision blurred, and I watched as the woman laughed maniacally and left...

I knew I couldn’t hold on much longer.

With my last bit of strength, I reached for my phone and dialed Jaylen.

The phone rang a few times before it was answered.

“Hello? What is it?”

Jaylen’s tone was as cold as ever.

Hearing his voice, I couldn’t help but let the tears flow.

“Jaylen... save me...”