Her Sanity Lost, Our Marriage Gone

A sudden windfall from a government buyout made me rich overnight.

Within just three days, my wife was kidnapped.

The kidnappers demanded a ransom of $3.5 million.

I refused to pay.

My wife’s parents clawed at me in rage, cursing me as a heartless beast.

They said I was so desperate to keep that money that I didn’t even care about my wife’s life.

Even my own parents urged me to pay for my wife’s safety.

I refused again.

A few days later, since they didn’t get the money, the kidnappers released my wife anyway.

Sarah Miller came back bruised all over, bleeding, and completely deranged.

The moment she saw me, she went mad, lunging at me with the eyes of someone facing their mortal enemy, sinking her teeth into my shoulder.

I looked at the bite mark on my shoulder with cold indifference and said, “Our marriage has run its course. I’ve decided to divorce you.”

Smack!

Robert Miller slapped me hard across the face, his eyes bloodshot as he shouted, “You beast, are you even human anymore?”

…

In the living room, relatives from both sides stared at me in disbelief.

Sarah had been tortured into madness, yet I felt no pity for her.

Instead, I announced I was divorcing her.

To them, I was no longer a man. Not even an animal.

Under the furious glares of the Miller family, I coldly told Sarah, “The divorce will be handled entirely by my lawyer.”

“Ah!”

Sarah screamed shrilly, sweeping everything off the coffee table onto the floor before storming into the bedroom.

She smashed our wedding photo, along with the makeup I had once gifted her.

I just stood there calmly, watching her break down.

“My poor daughter…”

Linda Miller rushed forward to embrace Sarah, tears streaming like a river.

Sarah struggled violently, her features twisted, her eyes wild.

Linda tried to restrain her, but Sarah was too strong. She shoved Linda to the ground and even grabbed a chair, ready to smash it down on her.

Gasps filled the room as relatives scrambled to intervene.

“Daughter, that’s your mother!” Robert roared.

Sarah froze for a second—then bang! The chair came crashing down on Linda’s body.

Linda writhed in agony on the floor, screaming.

But Sarah, completely out of her mind, kicked her mother several more times until Robert rushed over and restrained her.

“Mom!” Jason Miller hurried to help Linda up.

“Sarah, are you crazy? How could you attack Mom like that?”

Sarah gave no answer, only continued struggling madly. But against Robert’s strength, she couldn’t break free.

Everyone present sighed heavily. Before the kidnapping, Sarah had been fine. But since her release, she had become utterly insane.

Soon, all eyes turned toward me.

Sarah’s madness, they believed, was my fault.

“David Miller, do you see what’s happened? Because you refused to pay the ransom, the kidnappers drove Sarah insane!”

“She’s your wife! You cared more about money than her life—you’re not even human!”

“Even animals aren’t this cold-blooded!”

“Marrying you was the worst mistake of Sarah’s life.”

Faced with their accusations, I didn’t bother to argue.