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Thirty days into the silent treatment with my husband, he proposed a trip to mend our relationship. As soon as we landed, he snapped my ID card in half, smashed my phone, and abandoned me on a deserted island to fend for myself.
When someone asked if he was being too harsh, he was accompanying his childhood sweetheart to her prenatal checkup, sneering contemptuously:
"It's her own fault for being so petty. I was just using IVF to fulfill Faye's wish of becoming a mother, and she threw a fit demanding a divorce."
"The baby will be born in eight months. There's fresh water and food on that island, so she won't starve to death. I'm just teaching her a lesson."
Eight months later, holding his newborn son contentedly, my husband unusually asked his assistant:
"It's been so long, hasn't she made a fuss about coming back to the States yet?"
He didn't know that I had died on the very first day I arrived on that lonely island.

My Husband Banished Me to a Deserted Island

I know Faye definitely has some scheme, but right now I can only be confined in this cabin, unable to see what's happening outside.


Faye softened her tone and acted coquettishly:


"Caelan, don't worry. I won't do anything inappropriate again. I'll help you find Lavender and explain things to her. She'll surely come around."


This strategic retreat hit Caelan right in the heart.


"Faye, I'm sorry for putting you through this. You're so frail, how could you come to such a dangerous place? I'll take you and our son to a hotel to stay soon."


I just watched the heartwarming scene of their family of three, feeling a chill in my heart.


After the baby had eaten and drunk his fill, they finally prepared to leave.


I immediately noticed that my remains, which had been scattered on the beach, were gone.


It seems Faye had sent Chase to destroy the evidence.


A subtle sense of despair washed over me.


Chapter 6