My Pharmacist Husband Froze Me into Research Material

The pure love of my husband and I contracted the same rare disease.

My husband, a pharmacist, used me to test drugs for the sake of his pure love.

Due to an allergic reaction to the medication, my organs failed, and I died along with our unborn child.

Holt took the improved drug and went to find his pure love without looking back,

"Vivienne, it's good we tested it on her first. The improved drug is milder now, so I can finally let you use it with peace of mind."

Vivienne, taking the miracle drug bought with my life, hid my body in an abandoned laboratory.

She falsely accused me to Holt of stealing confidential drug data and fleeing the country as a traitor.

This caused me to be viciously condemned by the industry and completely blacklisted.

Holt also obtained patents with the miracle drug bought with my life, winning award after award.

Five years later, when the abandoned laboratory was reopened, my frozen corpse saw the light of day again.

Upon learning the truth, Holt went insane.