Chapter 1

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.

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"Can everyone see this? This dark discoloration is evidence of the drug's potency."

Holt addressed the packed classroom, methodically explaining the faceless frozen corpse displayed in the freezer.

I hovered in midair, staring blankly at the scene unfolding below.

Holt's voice resonated from the podium.

"The first generation of the drug contained components that trigger severe allergic reactions in humans, leading to multi-organ failure."

"Like this deceased individual beside me, who accidentally ingested this drug, first experiencing excruciating pain throughout the body, then dying of asphyxiation."

The horrific scene of being tortured to death by the potent drug seemed to play out before my eyes, the pain so intense it was suffocating.

That frozen corpse, preserved for years in ice, maintained its overall shape, but its face had been corroded beyond recognition.

The lower abdomen was slightly swollen.

The body was small and thin, with a faint blackish tinge all over, and a tiny fetus still in the womb.

Holt's words pierced my heart like countless needles.

Yes, I was already dead.

That frozen corpse was my mortal remains.

Along with me, the newly formed fetus in my belly had also perished.

Holt randomly picked a student, asking them to determine the time of death.

The student approached the body, observed it carefully, and after a moment's thought, said, "Based on my observation, it appears to be about five years ago."

Five years.

I had been locked in this cold laboratory, becoming the stepping stone for Holt's patent success.

My soul has finally returned, following this frozen corpse back to where it belongs.

But I never expected that the first person I'd face would be my husband, Holt, the nationally renowned pharmacologist.

The academic conference concluded successfully, with assistants helping Holt carry away the frozen body.

"It's been five years. Sister Jade has been missing for five years now, hasn't she?"

"Don't mention that woman's name to me." Holt's face twisted with disgust, piercing my heart with pain.

"By the way, this frozen corpse, as a research subject, has completed its experimental phase. It should be returned to the cryogenic chamber in the research department. Should we notify Sister Vivienne? She's the head of the research department."

"No need," Holt's eyes immediately softened, "She's been working very hard lately. Let her rest. Besides... our wedding anniversary is coming up soon. I want to surprise her."

I shuddered violently.

So, you've already married Vivienne!

What am I then...

"This frozen corpse was actually authorized by an unnamed organ donor, but due to some procedural issues, we haven't been able to verify the identity for five years."

"Tell the lab to label the identity, then put it back in the freezer with proper tagging."

Holt casually slipped on his gloves and examined my corpse briefly, when suddenly his hand caught on a faint scar on the belly.

Holt, you must recognize this scar, don't you?

He only paused for a moment, then carelessly pushed my body away without a second thought, his eyes cold and indifferent. His assistant quickly gathered the body and returned it to its original place.

A bitter smile played at the corners of my mouth.

Holt, why didn't you look more closely?

If you had just looked one more time, you would have recognized me!