After I Died, My Husband Locked His First Love in a Water Dungeon

Turned out, Oliver was even more cold-hearted than I imagined. He smiled coldly and with an indifferent yet confident tone, he asked, “How much did she pay you to make up this nonsense? A troublemaker like her wouldn't dare to die. You've been with me for years; don't be so narrow-minded. If you join Isabel to deceive me, your future will be bad!”

The assistant clearly hadn’t expected things to turn out this way and even Anne was taken aback.  

Oliver spoke cruelly, “Go tell her that if she doesn’t want me to freeze her card, she'd better get her ass over here in half an hour!”

“She’s not some spoiled princess anymore. If she keeps throwing tantrums, no one will be coaxing or begging her on their knees!”

At that moment, hearing these ruthless words, I didn't even have the strength to get angry.

It's funny, if he hadn't mentioned it, I would have forgotten that before marrying him, I was also the pearl of the capital...

My father was a real estate tycoon and my mother was once the princess of the capital’s elite circle. And I was the daughter they cherished in the palm of their hands.

Before meeting Oliver, the hardest thing I’d ever gone through was military training at school.

Until I met him ... it was love at first sight. An eighteen-year-old girl who was just coming of age faced her first major crisis in life.  

My parents disapproved and my friends strongly objected to it. After all, my personal net worth was double that of the entire Wood family combined. Marrying beneath oneself had always been a gamble. But I still followed him blindly. I truly loved him and hoped one day he would finally turn around and see me.

It wasn't until I was twenty-five, the year I graduated from graduate school, that my parents died unexpectedly while volunteering in an earthquake relief effort. I cried and screamed, wanting to go find them and bring them back, but Oliver silently stopped me.

“I’ll go,” he said.

He brought my parents' bodies back and knelt before me, saying, “Let me take care of you. I don't feel at ease leaving you alone.”

My years of pursuit had finally paid off, so I married Oliver, but I never expected that in the fifth year of our marriage, he would use the deepest pain in my heart to hurt me.  

Without my parents, I was no longer the happy, sweet little princess. And he had gained complete control over me.

Later, I overheard a conversation between him and Anne. The reason he married me was only because of an accident at the company, forcing Oliver to sacrifice himself. Hearing that made me retch continuously and that’s when I discovered I was pregnant.

I wanted to tell him, but I heard Oliver excitedly say to Anne, “These years of studying abroad in Germany weren't easy. Now that you're back, I'm no longer alone.”  

Ten years of effort were all gone in one night. The destructive power of first love was truly remarkable.

Oliver hugged Anne and kissed her for a long time before he remembered that I hadn't appeared yet.

His face darkened. “Why hasn’t Isabel come yet? Tell her to drop the tough act … I’ve plucked more than one thorn over the years.”

I was floating in the air while thinking, Oliver truly has no lingering feelings for me. I’m his wife, yet in his heart, I’m more loathsome than an enemy.

The assistant nearly fell to his knees while trembling and said in a low voice, “Sir… maybe you should… go see for yourself?”

Oliver's fist could be seen tightened.  He pushed Anne away with a forced calmness and coaxed her, “I'll go fetch Isabel to apologize to you!”

After pleasuring himself, he ignored her pleas to stay and strode toward the basement.

Before he reached the door, he was hit by a strong stench, causing him to pause slightly. He frowned in annoyance and asked, “What did that woman do? Why does it smell so bad?”

The assistant's eyes were slightly red and it was unclear whether he was scared or panicked. He only whispered, “Sir ... why don't you see for yourself?”

“You're just trying to be mysterious.”

Oliver opened the door with a cold smile and in that instant, I instinctively stepped aside.

I knew I had died a miserable death, but I didn't dare to look at myself before. I died with my limbs nearly broken and my body emitting a foul odor. Insects devoured me while water snakes wrapped around me. I suffocated to death in excruciating pain!

No corpse ever looked good.

After Oliver put on a gas mask, he yanked open the dungeon hatch. Seeing my head hanging down, he reached out and shoved me hard. “Isabel, what kind of biochemical weapon are you working on? Why aren’t you answering me?”

In the next instant, my head, already softened and rotting from being submerged in water, was pushed off and fell into the water.

Oliver was so scared his legs went weak and he collapsed backward onto the ground, uncontrollably!