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My Deceitful Husband

My Deceitful Husband

Author: : Annabell Seto
Genre: Romance
On the day when our son had a high fever, my husband took his stepdaughter to Disneyland to watch the fireworks. He impatiently hung up my phone call, saying "It's just a little fever, can't you take care of it yourself?" I had no choice but to take my child to the hospital alone, but was killed by a mentally ill person with a knife at the entrance of the community. The police called him to come and identify my body, "Mr. Theo, please come to the public security bureau to identify your wife's identity." Theo sneered, "Emely, what kind of trick are you playing again! If you want me to come back this way, you're dreaming!" Later, he learned of my death and played the role of a loving husband in front of everyone. Until I discovered his true intentions.

Chapter 1

Chapter 1

My soul floated in mid-air, watching the female police officer angrily hang up the phone. "What kind of person is this? His wife just died, and he doesn't even react! How cold-blooded can he be?"

The male officer beside her glanced at my corpse and sighed, "Maybe he just can't accept it right now."

I blinked and saw the kitchen knife beside me, its blade dulled from the repeated strikes. My soul seemed to still feel the excruciating pain from when the knife had struck my body.

From the moment my consciousness faded, I had opened my eyes again to find myself in this state of a wandering soul.

Theo's voice on the phone had left me feeling completely numb.

When I married Theo, everyone envied me for having such a good husband. People spoke highly of him.

But this loving marriage didn't last long before it shattered.

When I was nine months pregnant, I was supporting Theo, who had just returned from a work event, when I heard another woman's name from his lips.

That woman was Theo's first love-Valerie.

The reason he married me was because I bore a slight resemblance to Valerie.

That night, Theo kept calling her name.

But he still treated me well on the surface, pretending to be madly in love, as if that night had been just my imagination.

Until three months ago, when his first love returned.

He changed, started staying out late and coming home at odd hours, sometimes not coming home at all.

I often smelled another woman's perfume on him.

My soul drifted out of the police station, as if pulled by an invisible force. When I opened my eyes again, I found myself beside Theo.

I saw Valerie for the first time in person.

Previously, I had hired a private detective to investigate Valerie. From the photos, we looked somewhat similar, but seeing her in person, I realized we didn't look that much alike.

Valerie walked over. "Theo, did something happen to Emely? Maybe you should go back and check on her?"

Mentioning me, Theo frowned slightly. "What could happen to her? Yesterday she used our son's illness as an excuse to get me to come back, and today she has the police calling me, saying she's dead."

As he spoke, he let out a derisive laugh.

I quietly watched him, shocked at how worthless I was in his eyes.

I wasn't the type to cling. I had even suggested divorce, but Theo refused. I couldn't understand why.

If he had Valerie in his heart, divorcing me should have been his choice.

"Could something really have happened? Maybe you should go back and check," Valerie said softly.

Theo shook his head and sighed. "If only she were half as gentle and considerate as you."

I pressed my lips together, silently watching the two of them, a wave of bitterness and pain washed over me.

I never thought that even in death, my soul could still feel pain.

The piercing ring of a phone interrupted the moment. Theo answered it.

His expression changed immediately, and he grabbed his things.

Valerie turned over. "Theo, what's wrong?"

"Emely is in trouble!"

Chapter 2

Chapter 2

Theo arrived at the police station to find my parents already in tears. The moment my mother saw Theo, she rushed over to him. "Theo, Emely... she..."

She glanced at my lifeless body, and if it weren't for the police officer supporting her, she would have fainted on the spot.

Just yesterday, I had been talking to her on the phone, but today, I was nothing more than a corpse.

A disfigured, bloodied corpse.

Theo stood at the doorway, unable to move, as if his legs were weighed down with lead. He blinked several times, murmuring, "So the call was real..."

At that moment, a female officer spoke up, "We couldn't reach you, so we contacted Emely's parents. I'm sorry for your loss."

Theo's Adam's apple bobbed as he tried to speak, his eyes reddening with unshed tears. "I... I didn't know..."

Seeing him cry for me made my heart ache.

Did this mean that I still held a place in Theo's heart?

If Valerie hadn't come into the picture, perhaps we could have continued to love each other.

But fate had other plans.

After arranging for my parents to be taken home, Theo followed the police to give his statement. When he learned that the murderer was a person with a mental illness, he became extremely agitated, pounding his fist on the table. "Mentally ill! Just because he's mentally ill, he can escape justice?"

Wesley, the head of the criminal investigation team, sighed. "The murderer was caught red-handed while killing your wife. His guardian immediately produced a mental health evaluation report..."

"Fake! It must be fake!" Theo clenched his fists, his eyes burning with rage. "How could they have a report ready right after the murder? I strongly believe this was planned!"

"We've considered that possibility as well," Wesley said, putting a hand on Theo's shoulder. "We've arranged for a specialized evaluation. As soon as we have results, I'll inform you immediately. Please, accept my condolences."

Theo covered his face with his hands, tears streaming through his fingers.

I sat quietly beside Theo, listening to their entire conversation. His sorrowful cries tugged at my heart.

"Emely... I never wanted this to happen..." Theo's voice was choked with sobs.

I never expected him to be so heartbroken after my death.

"Theo, stop crying. Our son is still in the hospital. You should go see him." When that madman attacked me, I had protected our son with my body.

Though he wasn't physically hurt, he was deeply traumatized. His cries of "Don't hurt my mommy" still haunt me.

But I could only stay by Theo's side. If he didn't go to the hospital, I had no way of checking on our son's condition.

Just then, Wesley returned and said, "Mr. Davis, your son is currently receiving treatment at First Hospital. You should go be with him."

He sighed, mentioning that our son, just two years old, was in shock when they rescued him.

He was speechless.

Theo suddenly stood up, muttering "Ryan."

Ryan was our son.

Chapter 3

Chapter 3

I sat on Ryan's hospital bed, reaching out to touch his cheek, but my hand passed right through him. I couldn't touch anyone.

After Theo finished talking with the doctor, he held Ryan in his arms. "Ryan, Daddy's here," he said, his voice trembling.

He replaced my hand, gently caressing Ryan's face. When he closed his eyes, tears fell like a broken string of pearls. But Ryan didn't react to Theo at all.

I knew he was terrified and wanted his mom, but I could never appear in front of him again.

Theo held Ryan for a long time before letting go. He wiped away his tears and said, "Ryan, I will avenge your mother! If the law can't deal with that man, then I will!"

Panic surged through me. The man who killed me was a huge brute. If Theo went to confront him, it could end in mutual destruction!

Though I resented that disturbed individual, I wanted Theo to live well with Ryan. Ryan couldn't lose his father too!

I shouted at Theo to stop, but he resolutely walked away.

At the same time, I felt an invisible force pulling my soul along with him. It was as if an invisible string tied us together.

Wherever he went, I followed.

Along the way, I spoke many words and thought of ways to stop him, but in my current spiritual form, I could do nothing.

I could only hope for someone to intervene, that someone would appear to stop Theo.

Soon, that person appeared.

But I didn't want it to be Valerie.

She hesitated before speaking, "Theo, I know what happened to Emely. I..."

She bit her lip, her eyes gradually reddening. "Theo, it's all my fault. If I hadn't called you away, Emely wouldn't have faced this..."

Theo looked up. "Valerie, let's not see each other for a while."

Valerie was stunned. "Theo, are you blaming me?"

"No, I just want to spend time with Emely. Ryan needs me too, so let's not meet for now." Theo walked past Valerie.

I breathed a sigh of relief. Maybe Theo hadn't done anything to betray me after all.

But Valerie wasn't willing to give up. She rushed forward and hugged Theo. "Theo, I know I was wrong. If it weren't for my daughter's depression, you wouldn't have taken her to see the fireworks, and Emely wouldn't have died..."

"I'm sorry, Emely."

Theo gently removed Valerie's hands. "Valerie, let go."

"Theo, I know I wronged Emely, but I can't help it. In the three years since we broke up, I haven't stopped thinking about you for a single day!" Valerie cried loudly, attracting the attention of many passersby.

But Theo forcefully pushed Valerie away. "It's been over between us for a long time. We both have our own families now. Let it go."

"But you came to me because you still have feelings for me!" Valerie shouted at Theo's back.

Theo stopped and turned around. "Valerie, my heart belongs to Emely."

Watching this drama unfold, I was stunned into silence.

Theo said his heart belonged to me.

All the previous bitterness and grievances vanished because of that one sentence.

However, as I followed Theo, I saw someone in the crowd who surprised me.

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