My Husband's Pure Love Conspiracy

The camera in front of me had been flashing for so long. The pain in my body was unbearable. I was tortured to death once again.

This time, the password door was opened from the inside by Jack.

After I died, I didn't immediately go back in time. Instead, I saw what happened after my death.

For example, the police found hallucinogens in the body of the security guard. Jack secretly paid the guard and tampered with the surveillance footage.

My parents took a train from Tendervelle, which took over thirty hours, to Manvelle to handle my belongings in the rental house.

I had no body. No one found my remains.

Jack told my parents that I had severe depression after being laid off and chose to jump into the river. My body was not recovered.

I saw my parents thank him profusely for caring for me all these years. Mom cried so much she fainted. Dad's hair turned gray overnight.

I also saw Adam collecting evidence in the rental house, frowning. But the luminol reagent in the room only turned slightly blue. Jack said it was from my menstrual cycle.

I went home with my parents. That night, they made my favorite dishes. Dad cried and asked, "Michelle, was the pressure from me too much? I just wanted you to have a better life. It was my fault."

My parents' first trip far from home was to retrieve the belongings of the daughter they had always been proud of.

Mom and Dad lay quietly on the table. I knew they were gone. I watched them put poisonous drugs into the food while cooking.

I remembered long ago when Mom and Dad told me that I was their reason for living and that they were proud of me.

I watched all this and cried uncontrollably. It turned out that even in a soul state, I could shed tears.

When I opened my eyes again, I was standing by the window. I was talking to Mom on the phone.

I had returned to the time just after I lost my job.

"I made some spaghetti today and went to church to pray for you."