But Brent still didn't nod.
After dragging it out for ten minutes, my son and I both died on the hospital bed.
The doctor came in and reluctantly announced our deaths.
After death, my soul floated around the hospital room.
Brent quickly obtained the death certificates for me and my son.
Yet there wasn't a trace of grief on his face.
In fact, there was even a hint of secret joy.
My heart instantly sank to the bottom.
Despair and anger nearly overwhelmed me.
I never imagined that the husband I had loved for three years could be such a cold-hearted, heartless beast.
When he proposed back then, he knelt before me with solemn vows.
He swore up and down that he would protect me for life.
On the day I gave birth, he held our son, crying with emotion the whole time.
He said that from then on, my son and I would be his motivation to work hard.
That we would be his hope for the rest of his life.
To give him a happy home, I voluntarily quit my job to take care of our child at home.
When he didn't give me money, I used my dowry to make ends meet.
When his business was struggling, I sold my car to invest in it.
And this is the outcome I get in return.
I hovered around him, filled with resentment, desperately wanting an answer.
But I never expected that just three days after carelessly burying me and our son, he would bring another woman and her child into our home.
I had seen that woman before - Brent said she was his cousin.Her name was Vivienne.
She had been unlucky in love, divorcing three years ago and still carrying a million-dollar debt from her ex-husband.
He wanted to lend Vivienne money to help her out, and I agreed.
He offered to pay for Vivienne and her child's rent and living expenses, and I agreed to that too.
But now the two of them were rolling around together on the bed in my bedroom.
Their relationship was clearly not as simple as he had claimed.
Before I could think further, Brent had already excitedly pinned her beneath him.
He showered her face with passionate kisses, full of adoration.
"Your plan was better after all, taking care of both of them at once. Now no one will ever bother us again."
"The hospital's blood bank being short is their problem that led to deaths. Even if the police come, they won't be able to trace anything back to us. I've already destroyed the car from the accident, no one will discover that I tampered with the brakes."
"Once we finish suing the hospital and get the compensation, I'll buy a big mansion for you and our child. I was wrong before, marrying Melody for her dowry and making you and our child suffer out there. It won't happen again. Let your hubby take good care of you now. Look at this little face, you've gotten so thin from all the stress..."
Vivienne shyly nuzzled against him in his arms.
She pointed towards the door."Don't make a fuss, the child is still watching. It's broad daylight, for goodness' sake."
"Did the hospital say how much they could compensate? What if it's not enough to cover what we didn't plan for?"
Brent chuckled dismissively.
"If the hospital's payout isn't enough, we've still got Melody's parents, haven't we? Their only daughter just died, they must be devastated. We'll use the same tactics to make sure they die together, and then the entire Frost family fortune will be ours. Since we're not divorced, I've got inheritance rights too."
"Once we get the money, I'll throw you the wedding of your dreams. All the troublemakers will be gone, and no one will be able to stand in our way anymore. You want a big diamond ring? Your hubby will buy it for you. You want the stars from the sky? Your hubby will pluck them down for you..."
As his words trailed off, the two of them rolled together in an intimate tangle, their wet, sticky sounds piercing my heart like a knife.
I trembled with rage.
Though already dead, I could still feel an icy chill to my very core.
I never imagined that killing me and my son wasn't enough.
Brent had actually set his sights on my parents!
I wanted to rip the life out of these two despicable creatures.