The Diary Of My Dead Wife

"I don't understand what you are talking about.Were you sleeping here?"
Sophie was taken aback by the abrupt change.
She was baffled as to why he was there.
She opened her eyes and looked at him innocently, hoping he would soon let her go.
"Zac, it hurts.Let me go.I'm afraid..."
"So something happened?"
Zac's grip was so tight that the veins on the back of his hand protruded.
Aman and a woman slept on the same bed.
Tristan was not a saint who wouldn't touch a girl when they were left alone in the same empty room.
‘Will he really be as reluctant to touch her as he is?’
"Let me go! Zac, stop hurting me! I'm going to find Tristan! Tristan..."
She began to call Tristan's name unconsciously because she was terrified.
The man in front of her was completely enraged by her actions.
Zac ripped open her silk nightgown and kissed her fiercely despite her fearful expression.
It felt more like a punishment than a kiss.
She could only struggle like a desperate fish because he had taken away every trace of her air and voice.
He quickly lifted her hands above her head and vigorously separated her legs.
She shivered with unfathomable terror.
Just as Zac was about to tear her apart by giving in to his inner emotions, what little reason he had left sensed something was
wrong.

Sophie abruptly came to a halt.
She looked like a little beast in agony.
She couldn't even bring herself to cry.
She just stared at the dark vanity, desperate and empty.
At that moment, Zac felt like his heart was being pricked by a thousand needles.
‘‘How did this happen?’’ He clenched his teeth and willed his agitated blood to calm down.
‘‘Stop it!”
‘‘Stop, now!’’
His brain had to be as tough as his body to give such orders.
Physical and emotional resistance was ferocious, and immense contradictions tore his soul and body apart.
He shook his hands with a hum, lifted her to pull the skirt of her nightgown, and then tried to prop up and want to step down from
her.
Sophie's desperate empty eyes regained a small piece of consciousness when she became aware of a terrible storm's sudden
stillness.
But she soon discovered something even worse.
"Zac, what's wrong with you?"
Zac clutched his heart and collapsed onto her side.
Sweat dripped from his brow in large beads.
He felt a scream of pain in his throat.
Zac appeared to be a true fairy hell at this point.
His blood was on fire, but his skin felt like it was submerged in ice water.

The pain he felt in his heart was almost unbearable, all oxygen was depleted, and death appeared to be only a half step away...
When Zac woke up again, he was in the hospital.
Thaddeus Madden was furious.
Because the doctor's examination results revealed that Zac did not have a simple heart attack...he was poisoned!
"The woman must be the culprit! It must be her, pretending to be crazy and selling silly, deliberately mixing with you, she is here
for revenge!"
He was so angry that he wanted to kill people because he remembered the doctor saying that there would be a possibility that
his son could die if the poison continued to spread in his body.
Zac's face was pale, but his eyes remained calm.
"Dad, the situation has not been thoroughly investigated.Don't make hasty judgments.Besides, I don't think it would be Sophie
.Her cognitive level could be compared to a four or five year old .How could she have poisoned me?"
"You'll still protect her? Who else can it be? When she wasn't here, weren't you fine?"