Love Led Me to My Death Under a Heap of Rocks

I was the head of our geological survey team.

Rosalie and I had the same major in college. After she graduated, Yosef tried to get her on my team, asking me to look after her.

I said no, telling him it wasn't fair. But Yosef pulled some strings and got her in anyway.

Once Rosalie joined, she treated every survey like a vacation. She always acted superior, never took the job seriously, and kept messing things up for everyone. We fell way behind schedule because of her.

I couldn't ignore it and ended up scolding her.

Anna, one of my team members, couldn't stand Rosalie. She mocked Rosalie for getting the job through nepotism.

The next day, Rosalie tearfully complained to Yosef. As a result, Anna was fired. Yosef even made Anna kneel and say sorry to Rosalie in front of everyone.

Then, I tried to take Anna with me to talk to Yosef.

Rosalie slapped me hard across the face, smirking, "Anna screwed up, and as the team leader, you're also to blame, Layla. You want Anna to stay? Fine, kneel and crawl around me, and I'll consider it."

I lost my temper and pushed her.

Rosalie dramatically fell to the ground, right when Yosef showed up.

He picked Rosalie up and glared at me. The hate in his eyes made me think he wanted to rip me apart.

I stumbled back, watching them leave.

Yosef gave Rosalie credit for my big discovery, just to make her happy. I had been tirelessly working on it for the past six months.

I had spent countless sleepless nights on it, pouring my heart and soul into the project. Yosef just shrugged and said, "You owe her this."

Suddenly, Rosalie was the star, bathed in glory and fame.

Me? I got painted as a thief who stole her work.

Yosef used his money and power to keep me down. I couldn't fight back.

The news hit me hard. I was out of it. Behind me, the ground under Rosalie suddenly gave way. She yanked me down without me noticing, then shoved me to block the falling rocks.

It seemed like forever before I saw Yosef stumble toward us. But the tears streaming down his face weren't for me.

Shaking, he scooped up Rosalie. Rosalie pointed at me with her last bit of strength. "It was her..." Then she passed out.

Her accusation made Yosef kick my hand away as I clung to his pant leg. He kicked me again, his voice filled with rage, "You damn bitch! If anything happens to her, you're dead. I'll make sure of it!

Since you love causing pain, now it's your turn to suffer!"

Yosef ordered his bodyguards fill in the pit with rocks. I screamed desperately, "I didn't hurt her! Everyone saw I didn't push her!

Yosef, you can't do this. I'm pregnant with your kid. You'll regret this!"

A few of my teammates tried to speak up for me, but Yosef cut them off coldly, "I can't believe you'd stoop so low as to drag them into your lie. And this pregnancy story? Pathetic. Do you think I'd believe anything you say now?"

Without a backward glance, Yosef carried Rosalie to his car and drove away. He warned everyone not to help me and ordered them all to leave.

While Yosef and Rosalie were getting all mushy in the hospital room, Mark burst in, wiping sweat from his brow, looking frantic.

"Mr. Gibson, bad news. Mrs. Gibson is gone, and she's..." Mark started.

Yosef frowned. "What? She ran off?"

Mark shook, his voice quivering, "No, Mrs. Gibson... She's not breathing."

Yosef jumped to his feet, disbelief flashing across his face. Then he sneered, "So you're on her side too, huh? Just another one of her stunts. She's pulling this crap to get my attention!"

He plopped back down, crossing his legs, acting like he had it all figured.

"I... I wouldn't dare lie to you. If you don't believe me, you can check for yourself..." Mark suggested.

Yosef dismissed him with a wave and a sneer, "I knew it. She wants me to come to her. Same old tricks!"

Mark started to say something else, but one cold glance from Yosef made him quickly zip his lips.

"You tell her, she's got half an hour to get her butt here. Or she can kiss her job bye-bye. Now, get out," Yosef commanded.

Mark left, his face etched with worry.

Yosef knew how much I valued my job. I had poured years of my life into it. Normally, I would have been right there. But I was gone for good this time.

Rosalie, worried Yosef might reconsider, grabbed him and said, "Yosef, don't leave me alone. I'm scared."

Yosef stroked her hair, saying softly, "Silly girl, don't worry. I'm not going anywhere. That bitch Layla isn't worth my time.

She's fit only to be our maid now. I'll make her serve you as her punishment. From now on, she'll do all the grueling, dirty work. We'll enjoy watching her grovel at our feet."

Rosalie cracked up at his words.