Chapter 8
“Mr. Reed, you have to accept reality.”
The assistant crouched down and picked up a bracelet buried beneath the cobblestones.
“You know better than anyone-this video is real, the ashes are real. The one who died truly was Miss Emily Carter.”
Daniel’s gaze fell slowly onto that bracelet, as though pierced by a knife.
His trembling hands reached out and took it.
“Emily…”
“Emmy!”
His anguished cry tore through the air. All strength drained from him as he collapsed in despair.
Floating nearby, my own eyes stung.
That bracelet-I could never forget it.
It was what Daniel had given me when he proposed.
He said it wasn’t an official proposal, that he hadn’t prepared a ring.
So he made this bracelet himself to take its place, asking me not to mind.
I had snatched it eagerly, overjoyed.
“Something you made with your own hands, filled with your heart-how could I ever dislike it?” “Don’t forget, once I return to the Miller family, you still owe me an engagement ring.”
It was because of that one lie that I resolved to go back to the Millers and acknowledge my
parents.
And from that moment, I plunged straight into hell.
After my death, Chloe Miller burned my body to ashes.
But the bracelet, unable to melt, was tossed into lime and cement, buried beneath the
cobblestones.
Daniel cried so hard he nearly fainted.
But I, hovering beside him, looked on coldly, my heart utterly still.
It was he who lured me into the trap.
It was he who schemed to marry me into the Brooks family.
Even Chloe’s madness and cruelty toward me-all of it was because of him.
So why now did he feign innocence?
Someone must have called the police, because soon the coroner arrived.
After analyzing the footage again and again, they discovered that before I was burned alive, my body had been cut open.
The coroner spoke solemnly:
“Mr. Reed, the victim was pregnant at the time of death. The fetus was only a few months along, just beginning to form, when it was removed.”
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Daniel’s whole body jolted, his face drained of blood.
Something snapped in his mind.
“A few months…”
“But Emily had only been married into the Brooks family for a short time. That means the baby in her womb…”
He collapsed onto the ground.
At last, he remembered that drunken night-when we had already been together.
But all along, he had foolishly believed that woman was Chloe.
“So that’s the truth.”
Finally, Daniel understood.
At that very moment, Chloe was sitting at her vanity, applying makeup.
She stroked the necklace on her chest with satisfaction and smiled.
‘As I thought, a charm made from an unborn fetus is truly powerful.”
But just as the words left her lips, she felt a presence.
Turning her head, her eyes went wide in terror.
‘Daniel! W-When did you get back?”
Daniel’s eyes were bloodshot. He seized her throat and ripped the amulet from her chest.
You ruthless woman.”
You murdered Emily Carter, ripped out our child, and thought you could keep me in the dark orever?”
Shock, fury, and fear flashed across Chloe’s face.
But then her eyes shifted, and she put on a pitiful expression instead.
She pleaded softly:
‘Didn’t you say I was the one you loved most?”
‘And it wasn’t even me who killed Emily. She was already beaten nearly to death by Ryan Brooks hanging by a thread…”
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