Whether I Live or Die, I am the One at Fault

"So… that’s why..."

Diego's eyes were bloodshot and he lowered his voice.

"Impossible. Zara is the best at playing with such petty tricks. She wants to see others alive or dead. No matter what, I want to see her with my own eyes!"

He hung up the phone fiercely and sighed heavily, as if he was trying hard to adjust his emotions.

Hillary walked to him with a worried look on her face and said softly, "Is it still about Zara? Is there anything I can do to help you?"

Diego shook his head.

"If only she could be as sensible as you, if her dad hadn't entrusted her to our family before he died, perhaps I wouldn't ...."

His words stopped and he looked into the distance with a depressed look.

Hillary hid the smile on her lips and tiptoed to give him a kiss on his face.

"Diego, please don't think about unhappy things, okay?"

He pulled out a smile, pretending to be okay and relaxed.

That night, he had trouble sleeping and got up at three in the morning.

After being in a daze for a long time, his eyes finally fell on the painting on the wall.

That hanging painting was bought by him and me at a fortune telling stall.

The stall owner said, I had a hard and prosperous life and I was a lucky star who could bring good luck to my husband.

He also said that my husband and I were destined to be together and that we would live happily together forever.

I was so happy that I bought the most expensive painting on the stall and insisted on hanging it in the most conspicuous place in the master bedroom.

As a result, the next day, he got the difficult project and hugged me and kissed me again and again.

I also cheerfully told him, "You are lucky to have me protecting you!"

I did want to have a home with him, a happy life and a bright future.

Still the familiar master bedroom, but the person lying next to him was Hillary.

He murmured. "Zara, you have such a hard life, but you're still a lucky star, nothing will happen to you."

I curled my lips sarcastically.

This rascal said something to cheer people up, but he deceived me badly.

It was just a sad and ridiculous fate. Now, I couldn't even reincarnate and could only wander around him.

Seeing him sleeping in the same bed with other women, I could only watch calmly.

Diego was still lost in thought, not noticing that Hillary behind him had opened her eyes.

I could see that she could barely hide the jealousy and dissatisfaction in her eyes.

The next morning, she acted as if nothing had happened and gently prepared breakfast for him.

The nanny wanted to take on the job, but she refused.

"Diego has just returned to Celestia and his taste hasn't changed yet. He's not used to other people's cooking, so I have to do it myself."

Seeing that he was eating without any appetite, her eyes instantly turned red.

Beside her, Diego kept scrolling his phone and didn't notice she was in a bad mood.

After taking a few bites of his meal, he got up and left in a hurry.

Ignoring Hillary's questioning behind him, he only replied, "I have an urgent matter to handle in the office."

He drove the car, but headed towards the correctional institution.

Found the person in charge of the institution, his attitude was very serious.

"I demand that you immediately tell me of my wife's whereabouts. If you continue to conceal her whereabouts, I will report it to the police."

The person in charge felt a little uncomfortable, but soon calmed down.

"Mr. Hamilton, you signed the contract yourself back then and asked us to do whatever we could to make her realize her mistake and educate her to turn over a new leaf."

"We did our best, but your wife was just too disobedient and just after a few days of disciplining her, she started to say she did nothing wrong again."

"Then she even sneaked out and ended up falling downstairs by accident, we feel sorry for her too."