He Let His Mistress Defuse the Bomb in Our Daughter's Body

Shannon's POV

A bitter, metallic taste rushed up my throat, and my fists clenched so tight my nails bit into my palms.

“You seduced another woman’s husband right after her daughter died, and you’re afraid people will see it? You want to act pure after playing the whore? You’re disgusting!”

I all but screamed the words. On the other end, Vania let out a sharp, startled shriek before Max snatched the phone from her.

“Shannon, what’s wrong with you? You’ve completely lost it. You sound like a madwoman! Vania and I are innocent. She was kind enough to explain things to you, but you keep pushing this nonsense. Our daughter’s death has nothing to do with her. It was just an accident. If anything, it was bad luck on our daughter’s part!”

That sentence cut into me like a knife.

“How dare you say my daughter was unlucky? Her only misfortune was having a father like you! If it weren’t for you, she never would’ve been kidnapped. So technically, you killed her!”

“Shannon,” he said, voice cold as ice, “you’d better delete that post right now and publicly apologize to Vania. If you don’t, I’ll divorce you.”

In the past, every time we argued, he’d threaten me with divorce. And every time, I gave in.

But not this time. I would never let the people who killed my daughter walk free.

“You don’t have to bring it up. I’ve already filed for it. The papers will be on your desk soon enough.”

There was a pause, then he gave a mocking laugh. “You think you can scare me? If you dare to divorce me, I’ll eat my hat. So you’d better apologize now or you’ll be getting a defamation lawsuit from Vania before anything else.”

Then he hung up.

Not long after, there was a knock at my door, and Max’s superior stood there.

I live in the family housing compound, where many of the team leaders stay.

“Shannon, I heard you reported Max to the higher-ups?” His tone was sharp, his eyes filled with disapproval. “Do you realize he’s in the prime of his career? He’s about to get special recruitment into the rescue team as an official member. As his wife, you should be supporting him unconditionally. How can you jeopardize his future over something personal?”

He didn’t even stop for breath before continuing. “Everyone on the team saw what happened that day. Max didn’t make any mistakes. It was an accident. You can’t just lash out at innocent people because you’re jealous. I also heard you requested the rescue footage. Cancel it. You’re just a housewife. You don’t understand. If the case is reopened, it could ruin Max’s career.”

I let out a dry, humorless laugh. If it weren’t for this “housewife,” Max would still be stuck in some mountain village, trapped in poverty.

“I only want justice. Is that so hard to give?” My eyes narrowed. “If I’m not mistaken, Vania is your daughter, isn’t she? Then hear me clearly. I’m not withdrawing anything. I will dig until the very end.”

I then stood and gestured toward the door, dismissing him. He left with his hands clasped behind his back, his face dark with anger.

“You’ll regret this, Shannon,” he said before disappearing down the hall.

After he left, I picked up my phone and dialed a number I hadn’t called in years.

“How should we deal with someone who deliberately caused the death of a decorated soldier’s daughter?”

The voice on the other end roared instantly. “Investigate, of course! I want every detail. I want to see who’s got the guts to kill your daughter right under my nose!”

I had once left my position in a classified unit to return home, so I could fully support Max’s career.

And only this was what I got in return.