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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

Elias felt somewhat annoyed. The store clerk assumed the ring was meant for me and used my size, but his pride wouldn't let him admit it was for someone else.


He had no choice but to swallow this silent loss.


Seeing their discomfort, the tightness in my chest seemed to ease a little. Even my soul felt lighter. It turns out that whether alive or dead, Elias was always the source of my unresolved feelings.


In the end, to maintain appearances, Aria wore the ring meant for the ring finger on her pinky instead. She forced a smile and said, "I must have gained some weight recently. Switching fingers should do the trick."


The awkward atmosphere between them dissipated. To make amends, Elias went to the kitchen to cook, while Aria retreated to her room and unleashed her fury. The newly bought ring was trampled under her foot as her face darkened with anger.


"Melody, you were a nuisance when you were alive, and you're still not letting me have peace now that you're gone. Didn't you care about Elias the most? Well, I'll show you exactly how he becomes my man."


I watched her take out a small bottle from a locked drawer. Considering what she just said...


Elias's voice rang out. Aria, clutching the bottle, headed to the living room."Elias, I have some excellent wine. Let's have a drink together."


She suggested softly. Elias didn't suspect anything and continued bringing dishes to the table.


I saw Aria pour the contents of that bottle into the wine behind his back.


Amidst the clinking of glasses and intimate shadows, after a few sips, Elias's gaze became hazy. He kept calling out, "Aria... Aria..."


They say drunk words are sober thoughts. Elias truly never had me in his heart.


The next moment, Aria coaxed him into our room with her gentle whispers. On the wedding bed I had carefully chosen, her clothes half-removed. I closed my eyes, not wanting to see more. But the sounds still reached my ears intermittently.


My hatred reached its peak. I hated the injustice of fate, hated Elias for his cold-heartedness, hated Aria for her vicious intentions, and most of all, I hated myself for not even being able to take revenge.


I curled up in the living room with my head buried. In the dead of night, someone knocked on the door.


Just as Elias opened it, the person said with a grief-stricken expression, "Mr. Frost, my condolences."


Before he could speak, they handed over an urn, along with a pendant inscribed with a message of well-being.That was the good luck charm I had spent a month's salary to get for Elias when he first started working. Just because Aria called it ugly, he carelessly tossed it away, only for me to retrieve it later.


"We found this among the belongings of the deceased from yesterday. I remember how much Melody treasured it. Teacher Frost, am I correct?"


He inquired, but Elias was already dumbfounded upon seeing the good luck charm.


Still, he refused to believe it, coldly asking his colleague, "Are you sure you haven't made a mistake? Melody is alive and well, how could there be ashes?"


"Besides, all cremated bodies pass through my hands. How could I not know about Melody?"


As he spoke, he looked at his colleague suspiciously. "Is it April Fool's Day? Or has that woman Melody bribed you all to play a trick on me?"


"Tell her that even pranks have their limits. My patience will run out."


Elias's voice grew louder as he continued, and by the end, he shoved the urn and the good luck charm into his colleague's arms. With a loud slam, he shut the door in the face of his colleague's sympathetic gaze.


Chapter 4