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To help Pure Love pass his assessment, my top spy wife made me a live target.
"Don't worry, Brady's aim is steady. He won't hurt you."
I trembled in fear, so she welded me to the target post with thick iron.
"Be good, stay still. If Brady fails the test, he'll be sent to northern Myanmar."
Pure Love secretly switched the foam bullets for real ones, riddling my body with holes, blood pooling on the ground.
Just as Darling came to check on me, he fainted at the sight of blood. So Darling abandoned my bullet-ridden body and rushed him to the hospital.
I was rescued, turned away, and never looked back.
But I heard that Darling, in an effort to make me return to her, shot herself 99 times.

Darling Shot Me Dead and Lived to Regret It

At midnight, Vera sent a text message: "Baby, may your happiness not be limited to your birthday!"


I sat motionless in the living room all night, my body trembling.


The next day, she asked me to bring her some clean clothes at the base.


Brady reached out to take them, revealing extensive marks from last night's passionate encounter.


"The pregnancy is unstable, and there's no need to keep a weak fetus. I've already had an abortion at the hospital. This is the baby, you can take it back."


I knew it was because she played too rough last night that the baby was lost.


Heartbroken, I took the fetal remains, intending to bury them.


However, Brady's dog snatched the remains and swallowed them in one gulp.


I broke down crying hysterically, but Vera was unfazed.


"Brady's dog isn't in good health. The baby's already dead, might as well use it to boost Cola's nutrition."


Chapter 9