Love's Ruin: Out of His Grasp

I printed a photo of my husband's lover and stuck it on the watermelon in the fridge.

Unexpectedly, this brilliant idea frightened my husband so much that he had a heart attack and was rushed to the hospital for emergency treatment.

Sadly, the doctors couldn't revive him.

Back home, I shredded the photo in the fridge and tossed it in the trash.

I ate watermelon, happily accepting the inheritance and becoming a wealthy widow.

Here's the story.

I discovered my husband, Derek, was cheating, and it burned me up.

So, I printed a portrait of his lover, Sabrina, and stuck it on our watermelon.

You know what? The melon, with her face on it, looked eerily like a human head.

Since Derek was so obsessed with Sabrina, I thought I should give him this watermelon as a gift.

My purpose was to give him a warning because I couldn't divorce him rashly.

But I couldn't swallow my anger either. So, scaring him with a watermelon seemed fair game, right?

I had been out of the loop for years. Although I hold the purse strings, who would know what Derek was up to behind the scenes?

And we never had kids.

I learned Derek and Sabrina had an eight-year-old, which didn't add up since we've only been married for eight years.

Turns out, he never loved me; he married me for my money.

No wonder he was okay with not having kids.

He already had a son. No wonder he never objected.

All those years working hard to expand my business, coaxing me to step back so he could take over—it was all to line his and his lover's pockets!

But alas, he was scared stiff by Sabrina's watermelon head.

He would never see his son brandishing a knife at me now.

It was bit of a pity, really.

I didn't mean for this to happen.

When I found out Derek used our company's funds to buy Sabrina a house and a car, I was seething.

The housekeeper brought home a watermelon, and there was Sabrina, grinning in a photo on my phone—I snapped.

I pasted her photo on the watermelon, fantasizing about slicing it open in front of Derek.

Just the thought of the scene was exhilarating!

The watermelon juice spraying out like blood would definitely give him a warning!

But Derek never got to witness that spectacle.

He was such a wimp, scared to death by his mistress' photo!

I even started to wonder if his love for Sabrina was the real deal.

Could he have more mistresses?

Sabrina had been with him for ages; maybe he was tired of her and was just sticking with her for the kid!

Guess what? My hunch was spot on!

Derek had not one but another mistress hidden away!

Her name was Chloe, and I found out about her lurking in Derek's secret WhatsApp account.

When Derek opened the fridge, he froze.

I'll never forget the look of horror on his face. Then, he hit the floor.