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After the avalanche, my wife Susan, who was a member of the rescue team, saved me.
But she missed the last call from her first love, Carter.
Carter rear-ended a truck and died on the spot due to excessive bleeding.
Susan cried and hugged me in the ward to comfort me.
"It's not your fault. I know the car accident has nothing to do with you."
But on my birthday, she cooked for me personally, knocked me unconscious and imprisoned me in the basement.
When I was awake, she cut me to pieces.
"Your life is saved, but who will pay for Carter's life! His body was burned to ashes, why are you still alive!"
I died of ulcers all over my body, and she hung my body on a branch next to Carter's tombstone to atone for my sins.
When I opened my eyes again, I returned to the time when the avalanche happened.

My Wife Cut Me Into Pieces After The Avalanche

Almost instantly, hatred filled my chest.


I pulled at the corner of my mouth, fixing Susan with an icy stare.


"Thanks to you, if you hadn't taken all the rescue team members away, would I have ended up like this?"


"Carter's probably up and about now, isn't he? To save him, you didn't care about anyone else's life, did you?"


Hearing my accusations, Susan's face grew even paler.


She looked around at the doctors and nurses blocking her way, their eyes cold and indifferent towards her.


As if she were some unforgivable criminal.


Susan seemed to realize something and suddenly let out a cold laugh, her initial panicked expression completely gone.


"Is this another one of your new tricks? Just because I saved Carter first, you could be heartless enough to amputate your own leg. With medical technology so advanced nowadays, I don't believe amputation was the only way to save your life!"


Susan didn't believe me, which was to be expected.


Chapter 5