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For Her First Love, My Wife Let Me Die Miserably

What happens when death is only the beginning of your heartbreak? After a tragic end, a husband's spirit remains bound to the mortal realm. Transformed into a silent, invisible soul, he is condemned to watch the devastating reality of his wife's life without him. Instead of mourning, she openly pursues and embraces her unforgettable first love. This emotional modern fantasy romance novel explores the painful perspective of a departed spouse witnessing the ultimate betrayal from beyond the grave.
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Chapter 4

Nicole stood momentarily stunned, then erupted in a barrage of curses. "You bitch! Are you colluding with Adrian? Tell him to answer the phone!

"I simply went to meet another man, yet he acts so petty and convinces you to lie to me!"

She yelled into the phone, "Tell him to return immediately and handle those reporters, or we will get a divorce!"

Since Owen's return, she had frequently mentioned divorce. Perhaps she truly desired to leave.

After five years of marriage, was I really no more than a stranger to her?

Mia, overwhelmed by Nicole's reaction, choked, "It's true, Ms. Adams. I didn't lie..."

"Cut the crap and tell Adrian to come back!" Nicole abruptly hung up before Mia could respond, turning to complain to Owen, "What's wrong with your employee? She colluded with Adrian to deceive me and said he was dead.

"How ridiculous! How could he suddenly die?"

Owen appeared unconcerned, lost in his thoughts.

Observing this, Nicole grew dissatisfied and shook his shoulder. "Owen, are you listening to me?"

Owen snapped back to attention and nonchalantly smiled. "If you don't like her, I'll just fire her."

Nicole's smile grew wider, and she asked. "Then why did you open this store after returning? Is it because I like playing escape room games?"

Owen lowered his gaze, concealing his emotions as he responded, "Maybe."

At that moment, I looked at his somewhat gloomy expression and the faint needle marks on his arms, and all my suspicions seemed to be confirmed.

I first encountered Owen at an auction. He had recently returned home, but it was evident that he was trying to get close to me.

Upon investigation, I discovered his involvement in smuggling contraband abroad. It seemed that his return was an attempt to expand his operations into the local market.

At the time, I believed he and Nicole were merely classmates, so I kindly warned her, "Be careful with Owen. My sources have uncovered his ties to contraband."

Unexpectedly, my remark ignited Nicole's fury.

She slapped me and cursed angrily, "Adrian, stop being so petty! I simply grew closer to him, and you slandered him by mentioning contraband.

"You are just jealous of him! That's why you purposely defame him. You truly disgust me."

That slap shattered my good intentions, leaving me no choice but to bury the matter deep within my heart.

Nicole's curiosity persisted, questioning Owen. This quickly wore down his patience, causing him to retort, "Why do you talk so much? You could use this time to ask your husband for more money.

"I'm gonna go. Don't bother looking for me unless there's something important."

With those words, he turned and left, ignoring Nicole's pale face.

It appeared that Owen still harbored resentment for being abandoned.

After Owen left, Nicole pounded the blanket in frustration. She then took her phone and made a call, but the other party never answered.

Nicole muttered, "Fine, Adrian, you got the nerve now and even didn't answer my call!

"I gave you a chance, so don't blame me for taking all your money."

Having said that, she angrily threw her phone onto the bed and went to freshen up.

Looking at her from behind, I could only offer a bitter smile. How could I possibly answer her call when I was already dead?

Actually, back then, I was aware of the existence of the System.