Defending Your Mother's Murderer? Fine

“Why would trash like him deserve forgiveness?”

As a lawyer herself, Melody defended her mother’s murderer without any conscience. I was quite certain that her mother would never rest in peace.

Melody got annoyed.

“Henry, I’m not negotiating with you. I’m giving you a chance!

“Being a renowned lawyer, even if this goes to trial, I’ll still have ways to get him acquitted of his charges!

“I don’t want you to lose the case and disgrace both of us! After all, everyone knows that you’re my husband!”

I was indifferent. “Since you’re so worried that I’ll humiliate you, let’s get a divorce.”

Melody glared at me.

“Henry, I’m being respectful enough by telling you all of this. How dare you threaten me with divorce over such petty issues?!”

She then pointed at Richard.

“Even though he accidentally kicked your mother’s body into that stinky ditch, he’s helping to clean her up now, isn’t he?

“He’s admitted his mistakes, and he’s making up for them, so he should be forgiven!”

They carried my mother-in-law’s body from the ditch. Richard then urinated on her body while grinning smugly.

I stared at Melody in shock. Her face had contorted into a terrifyingly savage expression.

She actually saw such a vile act of desecration as “cleaning up” her body?

When Melody first became a lawyer, she had sworn to uphold justice. When did she become like this?

It looked like it all started when Derek became her intern.

He never cared about evidence. He handled cases purely based on assumptions.

Meanwhile, Melody helped him twist the truth and sent innocent victims to jail.

I told her that she should not be doing this.

However, she justified it by saying that it was to keep her intern from suffering setbacks so early in his career.

I looked at Melody in disappointment.

“I’ll give you the divorce agreement tomorrow.”

Derek pretended to stop this.

“Henry, Melody spent Valentine’s Day with me because she felt sorry that I don’t have a girlfriend. Don’t get angry because of this. Let me apologize.

“Please stop threatening her with divorce. Things won’t turn out well if she takes it seriously.”

Melody instantly erupted with anger once she heard what Derek said. As a result, she slapped me hard across the face.

“Henry, you’re so unreasonable!

“Listen here. We’re not getting a divorce. But I’m going to sign a pardon letter for Richard as your wife!”

Then, she quickly got someone to bring her a pen and paper. She scripted the pardon letter in front of me and signed it.

“I won’t give you a chance to show up in court either!

“You forced my hand, Henry!”

After Melody left, I spent a great deal of money to have my mother-in-law’s body properly dressed and restored. I also had a funeral hall set up.

Following that, I hired a lawyer to prepare a divorce agreement. Then, I gave Melody a call to come and sign it.

Derek answered the phone instead, and I heard Melody’s coquettish voice in the background.

“Henry, Melody doesn’t have time to answer your call now.

“She says you’d better stop using the divorce as an excuse to invalidate the pardon letter.”

After he finished speaking, he did not hang up on purpose so that I could hear Melody’s moans of pleasure.

I held back my disgust to record the call before hanging up.

Since she refused to sign the divorce agreement, I had no choice but to bring this to court.

After submitting the application via my phone, I took a screenshot of it and sent it to Melody.

[See you in court.]

The moment I arrived at the courthouse on the day of the murder trial, I was told that they had rejected my divorce application.

It immediately dawned on me that Melody was behind all this.

Shortly after, the workers from the mortuary called me.

They said that someone had destroyed the funeral hall and taken the body by force.

The workers then sent me a video.

When I clicked on it, my eyes were filled with rage.

There was the carcass of a pig in the ice coffin instead of my mother-in-law’s body.

A few wreaths had also been added on either side of the ice coffin with my mother’s name on it.

They had also replaced the beautiful poems dedicated to her with vile insults.

Derek came in late with his arm around Melody’s waist.

She glanced at her phone screen and said in a malicious tone, “Henry, this is the price you’re paying for your stubbornness!

“If you insist on going to trial today, forget about ever seeing your mother’s body again!”

Right then, Derek pointed at the pig in the coffin.

“Look. Doesn’t it resemble your mother? Melody and I went through a lot of trouble to find a perfect replacement for her body.

“Your family and friends can still pay their respects to it.”