Chapter 2

A week later, my body drifted ashore on the riverbank.

By the time an old fisherman discovered it, the body was severely decomposed and bloated.

"A body was found at Clear River!" The news spread online.

Finn was aware of the news early on.

But he was more preoccupied with having someone destroy the car from that night.

His assistant knocked and entered, hesitating before handing him a vehicle registration.

"Attorney Finn, while handling the cars, I found that one of the license plates belongs to your wife."

Finn's eyes flashed with panic for a moment, then he decisively said: "It must be Eloise! She hired someone to frame Nora for murder."

He quickly took out his phone to call me.

He dialed several times, but no one answered.

The silence around him was thick, Finn's expression stiffened, his hand clenched tightly.

With a "crack!" the phone shattered on the ground.

"She made such a big mistake herself and still dares not to answer the phone!"

My soul heard those words and chuckled coldly.

What a pity, he almost realized I was dead.

The System couldn't help but mock: This jerk must be insane, they're a perfect match like a toilet and its lid!

The front desk called, saying Nora had arrived.

Nora sat comfortably on the sofa, smiling at Finn: "Finn, I made your favorite Sweet and Sour Ribs today."

Finn's expression was unnatural, somewhat distracted.

I had also made him Sweet and Sour Ribs before.

Back then, to learn how to make it well, I begged the chef from his favorite restaurant for a long time.

As a cooking novice, I didn't know how many blisters I got on my hands.

It took a whole year to finally make something he could eat.

Nora affectionately pulled his arm, leaning her entire body against him.

Finn hated it when I clung to him like this, he said it made it impossible for him to work or eat.

"Not bad, Nora could be a chef."

The woman acted coy, murmuring: "No way, I only want to cook for you."

What a sickeningly sweet pair of a scumbag and a wench.

The System was annoyed: So irritating, so irritating, what did you see in him back then?

I pressed my lips together, forcing a smile: "Probably blind."