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Darling's pure love came down with a rare illness, and I was the only one who could perform the surgery.
She begged me desperately, and with a doctor's compassion, I agreed.
After the operation, her pure love couldn't get out of bed and kept crying in pain.
Darling firmly accused me of seeking personal revenge. She tied me up and waterboarded me in an abandoned fish pond.
Her childhood sweetheart, not satisfied, secretly released alligators that tore me to shreds.
Six months later, when her childhood sweetheart's old illness returned, Darling finally remembered me.
She searched everywhere but couldn't find me, thinking I was hiding out of spite, trying to kill her pure love.
She frantically looked for me, but in the end, only found my severed limbs among the tangled weeds.

After Darling's Pure Love Fed Me to the Alligators

Days passed, and the commotion surrounding the incident gradually died down.


The Vivienne's parents ultimately couldn't bear to see their daughter suffer, so they secretly brought her back home. They just asked her to avoid being seen by outsiders as much as possible.


She returned to the house where we had lived together. Previously, the walls were adorned with Dane's belongings, but now they were replaced with mine.


She would often clutch my memorial photo, sobbing loudly, apologizing to me and begging for my forgiveness.


It made me feel extremely uncomfortable.


I wondered if she had drunk too much, to the point where she was no longer lucid.


Every day, she would ramble incoherently, talking to my photograph, telling me about her day and mentioning how she had secretly seen our son growing up.


Our son, Ethan, no longer wanted to see her. He had been deeply traumatized by her before, almost developing PTSD.


Chapter 10