If There Were An Afterlife, Would You Love Me?

Maxwell snorted, "Lena always likes playing this trick. What's wrong with her? It's really disgusting!"

Bob asked in confusion, "But what does this bloody finger mean? Could something have happened to Lena?"

"I don't buy it! She must try to attract my attention. She is just begging me not to divorce her and stay with her!" Maxwell was indifferent.

He then added, "She once knew Mia wanted to see the starry sky under the sea. So, maybe she threatens me that she will hurt Mia!

"She is a bitch. I feel sick just looking at her!

"The more you care about her, the more excited she is! I'd better do an autopsy and find out the truth as soon as quickly."

As a soul, I was floating in the air, feeling empty and sad.

He thought I was a bitch and felt disgusted just by looking at me.

Indeed, I also thought that I was repulsive.

Yet, he didn't know the reason, and I didn’t explain it.

I wondered if he really loved the woman called Mia.

Perhaps because he was afraid that I would really hurt his beloved one, he just threw the photo and the bloody finger into the trash can.

Later, he took out his cell phone and planned to send me a message, only to find that he had already blocked and deleted me earlier.

Thinking twice, he removed my phone number from the blacklist. After that, he called a few times, but no one answered.

He then sent me messages.

[Lena, if you dare to hurt her, I will make you pay for it!]

[Don't play these tricks anymore, you bitch! You disgust me! Even if you die, I won't even look at you!]

[Just sign the divorce agreement. She'll be jealous if I have anything to do with you!]

I felt a dull pain in my chest.

Maxwell was so caring towards me a few months ago. But now, he could utter these harsh words to me. How merciless he was!

I didn't cheat on him, and it was not my fault.

However, I was already dead, and the body in the suitcase was me.