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What a ridiculous accusation
I had been dead for three years.
Which part of me did she find was still going intrenez
Daniel’s expression grew colder.
He believed her.
His brows furrowed tightly as he turned to his bodyguarda
“Lock the young master inside the villa.”
“Do not let him out without my order”
“I want to see just how heartless Chloe Reid can be. Let’s see if the can bear watching her own son starve
to death.”
The bodyguards hesitated, exchanging uncertain glances.
Daniel’s voice turned icy.
“Anyone who refuses to obey will lose their salary this month.”
The moment he finished speaking, the bodyguards rushed forward, gratting jack to take him away.
“Young Master, please don’t make this difficult for us. Come with us.”
But Jack refused to go.
He kicked and thrashed wildly, screaming:
“No! I want to stay with my mom!”
He clung desperately to the broken tombstone.
Last time, Daniel had kicked it over, and now the engraved letters were barely visible.
But three words still remained clear- “Chloe Reid’s Grave.”
“She’s all alone underground… It’s cold and painful… I have to stay with her…”
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The Deceased Marriage
Chapter 5
Daniel’s jaw tightened. Its fury boiled over.
He rolled up his sleeves and grabbed a shovel.
“You want to stay, huh?”
“Fine. I’ll help you.”
With brute force, Daniel began to dig up the grave.
Every strike of the shovel plunged deep into the earth.
Jack’s terrified screams pierced the air.
He struggled desperately, but the bodyguards held him back.
Daniel kept digging, his movements fueled by rage.
Then, suddenly-
His shovel hit something solid.
Daniel froze.
His grip on the tool loosened, and the shovel dropped to the ground.
A strange hesitation flickered in his eyes as he bent down and picked up a small, hard object.
I drifted closer, my gaze falling on the item in his hand.
It was-
The ring.
Eight years ago, when Daniel proposed to me, he couldn’t afford a diamond ring.
Instead, he had crafted one out of iron wire, setting a tiny, multicolored stone in the center.
It was the first stone he had ever found by the sea, something he had treasured like gold.
That day, he had knelt before me, his expression solemn and sincere.
“You are like this little stone,” he had said.
“My most precious treasure.”
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“Why is it here?”
Daniel’s face turned deathly pale, disheller clouding his expresión
“Chloe, get out here and explain this! What the hell is going on
But no one could answer him
Suddenly, as if possessed, Daniel grabbed the shovel and continued digging
Caroline’s face paled in panic. She hesitated for a second before stepping forward to stopim fer whe trembling
“Daniel, what are you doing? Calm down
Of course, she had to stop him.
If he kept digging and unearthed my remains, her secret would be exposed
Three years ago, she had orchestrated my death–beating me beyond recognition before buying me alive in this very spot.
She knew exactly whose body lay beneath that soil
But Daniel was like a man possessed, deaf to her protests.
“Get out of my way!”
He violently shoved Caroline aside, his bloodshot eyes fixated on the dirt.
When the shovel snapped in half, he didn’t stop.
Instead, he dropped to his knees and began digging with his bare hands, clawing at the earth unt 25 fingers bled.
