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On our wedding anniversary, my husband brought Pure Love home for a date.
The two of them were intimate until late at night, causing Pure Love to catch a cold. However, my husband took out his anger on me.
He locked me in the refrigerator after I had been freezing on the balcony all night, just to make her feel better.
I was locked up for three whole days, and after death my soul floated out of my body.
I saw Pure Love put my corpse into boiling water with her own hands until it was rotted and deformed, unrecognizable. Then she had people from the crematorium take me to an abandoned factory.
But when my husband saw my miserable state, he called Pure Love to tell her to be careful.
A colleague reminded him not to forget about me.
He sneered, "Aria is delicate, it's right that I care about her. As for Melody, she's tough as nails, she won't die."
But he didn't know that the highly decomposed body in front of him was me.
And he, a top embalmer, couldn't even recognize my face.

My Husband Froze Me to Death In the Refrigerator

She sat down on the sofa, arms crossed, glancing up at Elias who remained standing. "You have the nerve to ask how she died? Who knows who locked her in the fridge and left her there for days without a care?"


Her sarcasm was palpable. Elias's face changed instantly. He shouted, "I locked her in the fridge because of you! Besides, you were here the whole time. Couldn't you have let her out after I left?"


"And you still claim to be kind-hearted..."


When it came to their own interests, the once lovey-dovey couple turned on each other faster than flipping a page, each trying to shirk responsibility as if my death had nothing to do with either of them.


Elias suddenly seemed to grasp onto some evidence. He looked at Aria suspiciously, "You say Melody's death has nothing to do with you, but I only locked her in the fridge. How did she end up in such a horrible state?"


Chapter 7