After Knowing The Truth, My Husband Avenge Me

“Her hair was pulled out bit by bit and even burned... Because her scalp was fused together, we couldn't get any useful DNA. And her lower body... was even worse... It was like something a beast would do...”

“But the victim had a strong will to live … otherwise, she wouldn’t have lasted six months,” the forensic doctor whispered, then reluctantly covered my face with a white cloth.  

The report in Carl's hands slipped to the floor and he started to brainwash himself, “It can’t be her. How could it be that heartless woman? She’d drag others down with her but never die herself…”  

He shook his head, then unconsciously fumbled for a cigarette and lit it.

The forensic doctor sighed. “But in the past six months, the only person who has gone missing is Miss Hunt. You can't let your hatred prevent you from believing that the deceased is her!”

“Shut up! Stop spouting nonsense! How could she die? She would never die!”

Carl's eyes burned red as he ripped the report to shreds like a madman. "I get it … Alison must’ve bribed you to trick me, right?”

He laughed savagely, pointing at everyone in the laboratory.  

The officer stepped forward to stop him. “Mr. Harrison, we understand your feelings, but the test results don't lie. We are public servants working for the people and would never collude with others!”

“I don't believe it! I don't believe it!” Carl screamed repeatedly, as if that could change the facts before him.

I stood by, my nose red with tears, unable to laugh or cry.

Carl … I’ve already died…. Just like you wanted. Isn’t that better?

Eventually, the lab staff escorted the disruptive man out.  

Carl huddled under the eaves of a building on the street, looking like a defeated old man. When the sudden downpour extinguished his cigarette, he kept smoking in a daze. Not until his phone vibrated and he answer it like a lifeless corpse. "Who is it?

“Hello, this is an employee from the private nutrition meal service. Would you like to renew the six-month nutrition meal plan your spouse previously booked?”  

His eyes widened in an instant. "What?"

“It's like this, a Miss Hunt booked a nutritional meal plan for you six months ago, but we can't contact her now, so we had to call the contact person. Would you like to renew it?”  

Carl just hung up the phone without saying anything. Then he gasped for air, like a dying fish. “How is that possible? How could she have booked it?”

I sighed. Half a year ago, I noticed his health was deteriorating, so I pre-ordered the nutritional meal plan for six months. It seemed someone used my name to place the order.  

Carl dialed Lindsay's number with a grim expression.  

“Carl, when are you coming back? The bridal shop delivered the wedding dress. I want to try it on with you.”  

However, he didn’t have the patience to humor her. He asked directly, "That nutritional meal … wasn't it you who ordered it?"

Lindsay, on the other end, clearly froze. "Carl … have you found out?

"Yes… I did."

Lindsay burst into tears, sobbing uncontrollably. "Carl, I didn’t mean to deceive you. It’s just that your condition was so bad at the time, I had to pretend it was me who ordered it so you’d eat!”

“I didn’t want to see your body wasting away day by day. I just wanted you to get better…”

Hearing the girl’s heartfelt confession, Carl’s furrowed brows instantly relaxed. “I understand now. I have misunderstood you.”