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During an avalanche on an Antarctic expedition, my fiancé Jaxon didn't hesitate to save his true love Melody.
But it was expedition leader Garrison who risked his life to protect me as I was about to plummet into an ice crevasse.
Later, when Jaxon abandoned me at our wedding, Garrison got down on one knee and proposed to me.
After we married, he treated me well and our life seemed blissfully happy.
Little did I know, in our second year of marriage, he was suddenly diagnosed with liver cancer.
To save him, I didn't hesitate to donate two-thirds of my own liver.
But at his hospital bedside, I overheard his brother asking him in French:
"If Meadow finds out you faked liver cancer to save her, aren't you afraid she'll leave you with nothing?"
Garrison tenderly held my hand, but his words made my heart freeze.
"The marriage certificate is fake, but I do feel bad for her. I'll make it up to her properly."
I thought after a lifetime of loneliness, I'd finally found true love.
Little did I know, it was all an elaborate deception he had carefully woven.

Trapped in His Web of Love and Lies

But his first words in French were like a sharp knife plunging deep into my heart.


"Meadow, look, I made this soup for you myself. Try some!"


Garrison proudly held the chicken soup in front of me, gazing at me with eager anticipation, his eyes brimming with endless affection.


Pretending to love me for so long, doesn't he get tired?


"Thank you for your effort, but I don't like soup."


With that, I brushed his hand away and lay back down, closing my eyes.


I didn't miss the fleeting disappointment in his eyes, but he quickly set the soup down and left, closing the door behind him.


It wasn't until I saw the intimate atmosphere between him and Melody in the hospital room that I realized my heart had gone numb from the pain, feeling nothing at all.


Averting my gaze, I wanted to leave, but inadvertently locked eyes with Melody.


She raised an eyebrow at me, the corner of her mouth curling into a mocking smile.


I wasn't sure if she was mocking me because everyone I loved had abandoned me,


Or if she was laughing at how I had given everything for what I thought was love and happiness, only to find it was all just a scam.


I lowered my head and returned to my room, feeling somewhat dazed.


At this moment, I felt truly exhausted.


After sitting on the bed lost in thought for a while, I picked up my phone and called the director of the Antarctic Research Institute. "Dean Everhart, I can enter the cave for the scientific expedition mission."


There was a moment of hesitation on the other end before he reminded me again.


"Melody, are you sure? This mission must be kept strictly confidential. You can't tell anyone else about it except yourself. Moreover, this mission is extremely dangerous. You've just recovered, and I'm afraid it might not be suitable for you to go."


I looked down at the ring on my ring finger, and replied with extraordinary determination.


"Alright, I'll send the time and precautions to your email. Melody, you're as brave as your mother! I thought you wouldn't come back to Antarctica after the avalanche three years ago."


I thought so too, that I would never want to go there again.


Three years ago, our team was on a scientific expedition, climbing over the snowy mountains under Garrison's leadership.


When we reached the middle of the mountain, Melody's sudden scream was like a sharp blade, instantly cutting through the silence.


Then, the earth shook, and the accumulated snow surged down in an instant.


But at that moment, I watched helplessly as Jaxon, my fiancé, unhesitatingly let go of my hand and turned to rush towards Melody like a madman.


His eyes were filled only with concern for her safety, while my life and death were cast aside in that instant. I was violently swept away by an irresistible avalanche, helplessly tumbling towards the edge of the cliff.


The wind howled in my ears, snow pellets pummeling my face mercilessly.


In desperation, I reached out my hand, grasping for any chance at survival, but all I could touch was the icy air.


Just as I thought I was about to plummet off the cliff, Garrison suddenly lunged forward and grabbed hold of me.


He held me tightly, finally coming to a stop just one step away from the cliff's edge.


Garrison's face was as white as a sheet, a trickle of blood escaping from the corner of his mouth.


It was the first time anyone had shown concern for me since my mom passed away.


So much so that later, his pursuit and declarations of love made me believe he truly loved me.


Chapter 2