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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.

My Pharmacist Husband Froze Me into Research Material

The assistant's collar was grabbed as Holt, face pale and eyes suppressing a murderous rage, looked ready to kill.


"I-I'm not lying! The restoration expert just got the results. You can go back to the lab and see for yourself."


In the next second, Holt left everyone behind, grabbing his car keys without looking back.


"Today's your patent release conference, you..."


"Holt, think of the bigger picture, don't do anything rash!"


But he acted as if he couldn't hear them.


Vivienne tried to chase after him but tripped on her dress, falling to the ground with a heavy thud.


Holt sped back to the research institute, running countless red lights.


"Bring out that disfigured frozen corpse."


"Bring it out. Don't make me say it twice."


I let out a bitter laugh, looking at the Holt before me, so calm he seemed almost like a stranger.


My former husband, the man I loved most deeply.


Chapter 7