Chapter 2

After calling Cora, Asher's colleague Gideon teased, "Asher, you're so concerned about your first love. Doesn't your wife mind?"

Asher walked over to my body and replied, "Cora is delicate. Of course, I care about her. As for Adeline, she's too tough to die easily."

Hearing that, my heart ached.

I wondered how Asher would feel once he realized the decayed body lying before him was the same Adeline he thought was too tough to die.

All I knew was that I felt deeply hurt.

I had loved Asher for so many years, yet in his heart, I couldn't even compare to a single word from Cora.

After the preparations were done, Asher and Gideon stood solemnly by my body and bowed deeply.

It was the first time I saw Asher at work, and the first time I realized he was gentler with corpses than he ever was with me. I had deceived myself into thinking he was just naturally cold.

Turns out it was just because he didn't love me.

I felt so unwilling!

But Asher was already absorbed in his work. Even when Gideon couldn't stand the smell and stepped out for air, Asher didn't stop. Soon, he restored my legs, body, and arms.

When only my head was left, Asher took a deep breath and stood up to stretch his stiff muscles.

He leaned against the hallway wall, lost in thought. Gideon asked, "Got to you?"

Asher didn't answer. As he put on his mask to return to work, he said, "Just seems a little tragic."

For someone who sees corpses daily to find my situation tragic, I chuckled, anticipating his next reaction.

Asher meticulously filled, pressed, and reshaped. My face slowly took form. His skills were truly impressive. My face, once unrecognizable, began to resemble its former self.

When he finished, Asher examined my face closely. After a moment, he turned to Gideon, "Doesn't this face look familiar to you?"

Gideon glanced over and exclaimed, "You know, it does look a bit like..."

He stopped mid-sentence, staring at Asher, "Don't get mad, but it looks a bit like... like your wife."

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