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I believed my husband sacrificed his life for mine. He left me with massive debts and a newborn. I worked hard, caring for the baby while trying to clear the financial burden he'd left behind. Then, one day, my life was turned upside down. I witnessed something unbelievable: my supposedly deceased husband in bed with my closest friend. "Axel, you're so clever," my friend said with a grin. "You stole the company's money, pretended to die, and left your naive wife with all the debts. Brilliant." Axel laughed. "She's such a fool. She didn't even know the baby she delivered

Husband's Fake Death

"Indeed," a voice murmured, "If she's so talented, why not establish her own business? Why relinquish years of hard-earned progress?"


Some individuals labeled me a disappointment to womankind, casting disapproving looks as they walked by.


Others felt sorry for me. During my trips to the market, they'd push a bunch of scallions into my grasp, offering them as a token of compassion.


I gratefully accepted, expressing my thanks repeatedly, when unexpectedly, Elara, Axel, and Rowan materialized.


The instant Elara spotted me, she adopted a fake friendly demeanor and approached, saying in a saccharine voice:


"Arabella, shopping for produce? We're in the process of purchasing this market, you know. Next time you visit, I'll instruct someone to offer you a discount!"


She hesitated, then continued mockingly, "So you won't have to consume meat daily. It's truly pathetic."


Chapter 7