My Ex-Husband Owes Me Blood：Vengeful Shade

Three years after my death, the grounds surrounding Blackwood Manor became a wasteland. Not a blade of grass survived. Anyone who ventured too close fell violently ill within hours.

The tabloids called me a curse that would linger for a millennium. The media pressure mounted until Julian Blackwood had no choice.

He brought Silas to the estate—a renowned occultist who promised to cleanse the property and bind my restless spirit forever.

The manor stood before them, ornate but lifeless. A cold wind swept through the empty halls.