Chapter 4

When Mia returned from her date, she faced a mess at home.

In the past, I was always the one tidying up. Because I spent more time at home, I took care of all the household chores, big and small, including washing Mia's underwear.

Mia had hardly ever done any housework, so this time, when her necklace went missing, her first thought was to look for me.

She cleared a spot on the sofa and lay down, holding the newly bought necklace in her hand. The old style had long been discontinued, so Jason had bought her a new one.

She stared at the ceiling, as if looking into my eyes, but even now, I didn't know what she was thinking. Was she feeling any sadness about my death, or was she just reminiscing about her past with Jason?

But at this moment, I no longer had the fondness and obsession for her that I had when I was alive. Looking at her was like looking at a stranger.

Finally, she called a housekeeping service to clean up.

The housekeeper cleared out some wedding photos stored under the bed. Throughout our marriage, Mia never let me hang these wedding photos in the house, saying she didn't think she looked good in them.

In the photos, the groom looked jubilant, while she only smiled in each picture.

I remember that when we were taking the photos, the photographer told jokes to make us laugh and imagine a beautiful life. I easily got every point the photographer made, laughing loudly and heartily.

But Mia only smiled shyly. At the time, I thought she was just shy and couldn't relax. In fact, maybe she didn't want to marry me even then. She probably just felt sorry for me being such a doormat and gave me a marriage, making me feel like I had the whole world.

Mia had the housekeeper stuff the photos back under the bed, as if having me as a husband was something she wanted to keep hidden.