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On the night of my wedding to Pierce, he dragged me to the cemetery to apologize to his pure love, Seraphina.
The girl on the tombstone looked peaceful and gentle, a stark contrast to her frantic escape that day.
I knelt with my palms facing up, allowing the candle wax to drip onto my hands without making a sound.
Pierce stood nearby holding a candle, his face dark and unreadable:
"Does it hurt? Three years ago tonight, Cadence suffered a hundredfold, a thousandfold more pain than this."
"She probably never knew that the one who sent her to her fiery grave was her own beloved little sister!"
In front of me, he confessed to Seraphina's tombstone that our marriage was just a means to keep me by his side.
"Don't worry, Cadence. I'll make sure Archer suffers a fate worse than death!"
I kept my head down, struggling to hold back a smile.
Pierce had no idea that the big fire was a show orchestrated by Seraphina herself.
And I? I had simply made a deal with her to get information about my birth parents.

My Darling Husband Reported Me For Plagiarism

I laughed bitterly and said, "I agree to divorce, but whether Pierce signs or not is his decision. Why did you have to bring me here?"


Mother Ashford threw the agreement onto Pierce, and with lightning speed, clamped her hand over my mouth.


Immediately after, several people rushed in from outside, mercilessly pummeling my abdomen with their fists.


In an instant, the wound on my stomach burst open, blood seeping out, and my tears flowed uncontrollably.


Pierce struggled and roared, "Murder! Call the police!"


"The Ashford Family is committing murder! Come save us!"


But despite the many people coming and going outside, not a single soul was willing to get involved in this mess.


"Pierce, if you just sign the divorce papers, I can give you and Cadence a chance to start over."


"How could you do this? Aunt, how could you all do this?!"


Chapter 8