My Son's Death: The Murder Plan of My Husband's First Love

Tyler and I were high school classmates.

At that time, I was considered an excellent student by my teachers.

A nice girl in the eyes of relatives.

And Tyler was a naughty student who always sat in the last row.

The teacher threw more chalk on his head than on the blackboard.

Back then, I couldn't stand careless boys like him.

I felt like they were taking pride in making teachers angry.

Very childish.

So whenever I saw Tyler, I always took a detour.

Until one day, on my way home from school, I was surrounded by a group of punks in an alley.

Just when I was feeling desperate, Tyler appeared like a god, and fought off them alone.

That was the first time I thought this guy was pretty handsome.

"Nice girl, next time you are in danger, can you please not be so stupid?"

Tyler spoke breathlessly.

"What is considered not stupid?"

I looked at him curiously with my big round eyes.

"Run, do you understand? If you are being bullied and can't fight back, just run."

He gave me a look of disdain and escorted me home.

Since then, Tyler had often followed me around.

My classmates all laughed at him and called him my shadow.

He didn't care and generously admitted that he was just protecting the flowers of the country.

Later on, he began to be less careless.

He wouldn't make strange noises during class or make teachers angry.

His seat also began to move slowly to the front.

His change was so sudden that I couldn't help but notice it.

Every time I turned around to peek at him, his eyes, which were originally listening to the class attentively, would immediately meet mine.

When our eyes met, I would immediately turn around as if I had done something wrong and got caught.

But my hot cheeks made me feel like something strange was slowly growing in my heart.

Tyler's grades were getting better and better.

He said he had to keep up with me to protect me.

I asked, "How long will you protect me?"

He looked at me indulgently and said, "It's up to you."

I thought about it and asked, "Is it okay for a lifetime?"

He smiled, and without thinking, he said with a hint of shyness, "Sure."

I thought a lifetime would be very long, but I didn't expect it to end when Joanna showed up.

Everything changed because of Joanna.

"You can celebrate your birthday at any time, but Joanna is sick and I can't just ignore her.

"I won't go back tonight. Joanna is in a bad mood and needs company.

"Christmas is just a ceremony, you can celebrate it with Charlie, but Joanna is at home alone..."

No matter when or where, he would leave me for a phone call from Joanna.

This home seemed to have become dispensable to him.

His strong favor for Joanna made me gradually disappointed in him.

But I still felt grateful to him.

Because he gave me good genes, letting me give birth to such a smart and outstanding son.

I just wanted to stay with Charlie and raise him to be a successful person.

For Charlie, I had endured for more than ten years.

But now, Charlie is dead.

He died because of Tyler's indifference and ruthlessness!

There was nothing left for me to worry about anymore.

With a lot of thoughts in my mind, I came to the Ford Villa.

Everyone in the Ford family gathered together in a joyful and lively atmosphere.

Tyler and Joanna sat among the crowd, chatting and laughing.

They looked like a very loving couple.

The Ford family had always liked Joanna very much.

It seemed that only Joanna fitted the image of Mrs. Ford in their minds.

In their eyes, I was just a babysitter taking care of Charlie, cowardly and deceitful. Even the younger generation of the Ford family dared to point at my nose and scold me.

I walked in expressionless.