I was heartbroken and about to leave when I saw Eden, holding Monica’s hand, approaching the police station.

Anna looked up. Her accusing tone was unable to conceal the fondness in her eyes. “Why are you here? This place is full of dirty, filthy things. You’re pregnant. What if you get bumped into something?”

Monica, who was standing behind him, leaned back into Eden’s arms.

She chuckled and said, “The doctor told me to move around more. I’m fine, so I came to see you.”

Anna smiled.

“That is not your reason, right? You’re just too concerned about Eden. Last time, you bought a 41 million dollars bead for him and now you’ve turned down a 1 million dollars contract for him. You’re a total overbearing CEO!” said Anna.

But she honestly brewed Eden’s favorite flower tea.

Monica didn’t explain and simply said, “If it weren’t for Eden back then, I wouldn’t have made it this far. Now that I have the means, of course, I want to give him the best in the world.”

The word “back then” made Anna ponder for a moment. She glanced in the direction of my corpse and suddenly spoke. “The team excavated a body today. He was only in his early twenties when he died, about the same age as Theodore…”

Anna was about to continue when Monica interrupted impatiently. Her brows furrowed, her eyes filled with deep-seated disgust.

“I don’t want to hear that name. Eden and I are getting married soon and only then will we be a family. Even if those irrelevant outsiders died outside, it has nothing to do with me!”

Such harsh words would have devastated me in the past. But now, I had no time to think about anything else.

I simply stared intently at the relic beads on Eden’s neck, letting the tears roll down my cheeks. Father and daughter were connected by heart. I sensed something was amiss the moment Eden walked in.

Now, I finally saw it clearly. That wasn’t a relic bead around his neck. It was a bone bead! It was my… my beloved child’s!

I floated in front of Monica and wanted to tell her loudly. I wanted to tell her it was Eden who killed me. Tell her the beads around Eden’s neck were her deceased flesh and blood.

It was the one I had longed for, the one she carried for eight months; burned alive before she even knew anything!

Unfortunately, the dead couldn’t make a sound. Monica couldn’t hear the cries of my soul, let alone the grievances deep within me. Her good mood was ruined by my name. With a cold face, she was about to take Eden back.

Four years passed. Any trace of me in the house was completely purged. In their place, there were pictures of Eden.

Monica, ever proud, was willing to dress Eden in childish cartoon pajamas. She was willing to bend down to change his shoes.

She gently massaged Eden’s shoulders and legs. Together, they envisioned the upcoming wedding, just like us back then.

I turned my back, unable to bear to look at the scene before me. My mind couldn’t help but recall the past.

When I first met Monica, she wasn’t the decisive CEO, just a little red-haired girl. She was arrogant and rebellious, a stark contrast to my strict, old-fashioned family.

But she also gave me the care and concern I’d never experienced before. She would take me for bike rides and give me roses.

She would look me in the eye when I failed an exam. Every word she spoke was gentle yet firm.

“Theodore, you still have me. I will protect you. You don’t have to be a puppet of the family. With me, you can live the life you want.”

Because of her words, I made the first rebellious decision in my life. I gave up my second attempt at the postgraduate entrance exam and started a business together.

After a long period of hard work, we founded our own flower company. We had a sea of roses all our own. At that time, we cuddled together and imagined a beautiful future.

“I’ll pave the entire road with roses. I’ll put the brightest ring on your hand and give you the best in the world!”

Sadly, this dreamlike wedding never came to pass.

Due to family opposition and a busy career, it didn’t happen.

While I felt regretful, I wasn’t sad. I thought there was still a long way to go and as long as we worked together, we would have endless good times.

But an unexpected event arrived before happiness. A major client suddenly terminated its contract, which disrupted the company’s funding chain.

Monica was utterly devastated and was unable to sleep. To help her, I ran around seeking help.

My parents stood by and watched and my busy sister felt heartbroken but helpless.

Our three-year-old child needed care. With nowhere else to turn, I took my child and knelt down to apologize to the client.

My forehead was red and my knees were bruised. After going through untold hardships to secure Monica’s chance of survival, I died at Eden’s hands.

To this day, I still shuddered when I thought of everything I experienced that day. Eden gathered a group of people to humiliate me relentlessly.

He sent a video clip to Monica as evidence of my infidelity. Then he stabbed me in the stomach. He sliced through my skin inch by inch and grinned at me.

“Don’t you love Monica dearly? Now she needs cash. How could you stand by and watch? I’ve found a good place for you and your offspring: you will... sacrifice your lives to help Monica and me be together!”

Eden partnered with the murderer. He burned my child to death and then shipped my organs around the world.

With the money the murderer gave him, he helped Monica achieve a remarkable comeback, becoming the highly regarded Secretary Clark.

Monica’s business grew and their relationship grew closer. Soon, they had a child. Now, Monica enjoyed a successful career and a happy family.

The only indelible shame in her life was her cheating ex-husband. But if she had taken a closer look, if she had watched the video carefully, she would have noticed that my hands and feet were strangely twisted.

There was unnatural blood at the corners of my mouth. Eden, worried I would struggle, had broken my bones bit by bit. He had pulled out my tongue and teeth.

But she didn’t. She believed Eden’s tears and believed my betrayal.

With just a quick glance at the video, she condemned me.

She left me in a corner, devoured and buried deep underground, hidden from the public eye.

Even that poor child was packaged as a priceless relic bead, being shipped abroad as merchandise.

At this moment, I couldn’t help but sigh. God was such a cruel screenwriter. He took my child’s life and mine, yet brought us together in this way.

That sweet, sensible child died filled with resentment and regret. After many years, we traveled across the world.

After all these twists and turns, Monica gave the beads to Eden as a gift to keep him safe. What an irony of fate.

My thoughts returned and I looked at Monica unwillingly. I knew it was impossible. But I still hoped she would see me, hear my heartfelt words.

But then, when I heard their conversation, my long-dead soul felt a chill once again.

Eden leaned into Monica’s arms and sighed in mock grievance.

“Monica, are you still heartbroken about Theodore’s betrayal? Actually, this whole thing started because of me. If I hadn’t driven the company to the brink of bankruptcy, Theodore wouldn’t have been so eager to run away with the money. It’s all my fault. I shouldn’t have fallen in love with you, I shouldn’t have ruined your marriage…”

Monica kissed Eden’s forehead with a pained look. “It’s none of your business. Theodore is willing to degrade himself. I should thank you for letting me see his true colors!”

Eden sighed, resting his head on Monica’s shoulder. As their lingering conversation progressed, I gradually learned.

It turned out Monica had been cheating on Eden long before my death. She fell in love with him at first sight at the campus recruitment fair and made an exception to hire him to stay with her.

Monica even admitted it herself. Eden was the love of her life. To me, it was just a responsibility.

“Theodore’s family situation is special. I can’t divorce him, but I will never let you down. Everything I have in the future, I will give you double!”

Monica’s favoritism caused Eden to lose his composure and foster undue ambition.

While I was at home taking care of the children, he acted arrogantly, acting like a boss and offended the company’s major clients.

Monica got into a fight with the other party to protect Eden. This led to a client falling out and the company on the verge of bankruptcy.

After this incident, Eden realized his unshakable position in Monica’s heart. He also began to consider getting rid of me and becoming Mr. Johnson.

After listening to their conversation, I was stunned, as if struck by a bolt from the blue. Tears streamed down my face.

After the company stabilized, Monica used her love to coerce me into stepping down from management and staying home to take care of the children.

Our happy times didn’t last long. She began to frequently leave early and return late.

She had a strange smell of cigarettes and several ambiguous red marks appeared on her neck.

When I questioned her, she would always say, “Theodore, you’re overthinking it. I work and socialize for you and the children.”

If I asked a few more questions, Monica would lose her temper. She said I was plagued by low self-esteem and was constantly suspicious. I felt like I was bored at home and didn’t appreciate her hard work.

But it turned out… all suspicions had a basis. All betrayals were hidden in these tiny details.

I finally understood why Monica didn’t investigate and simply assumed I’d run away with the money.

That was because unfaithful people saw no loyalty in anyone! The heartache brought me to the brink of collapse. Just then, an unexpected phone call shattered the peace.

It was Anna, her voice frantic. “The autopsy results are in. The deceased was 25 years old, 180cm tall and had been dead for more than four years. We’ve already done a DNA comparison with missing persons. Monica, this case is extremely serious. Our initial inference is that it’s either a vendetta or a perverted attempt at social retaliation.”