Chapter 6

Marrying her in the first place was a mistake. I can't believe it's taken me until now to wake up.

Her parents never approved of me from the start. They thought my job wasn't good enough, that I didn't earn much. Rachel was beautiful and well-educated - she could have found a rich guy.

It was only after I repeatedly promised to treat her well for life, even kneeling down to them and promising all our money would be managed by Rachel, that they agreed.

Seeing my resolute attitude, Rachel's mother grabbed the cowering Derek.

"This was all caused by you. You need to take responsibility for our Rachel!"

Forced into marriage in front of everyone, Derek finally snapped and shoved Rachel's mother away.

"What responsibility should I take? It was your daughter who seduced me!"

"I was minding my own business. She kept calling and texting me, even coming to my house. She's so cheap, only your daughter would do something like that!"

"She threw herself at me. Someone so worthless, only your daughter is capable of that!"

Everyone present, including me, was stunned.

I always thought it takes two to tango in these situations.

But hearing Derek say this, it seemed it was all Rachel actively pursuing him.

Rachel's mother couldn't stand losing face and started hitting and kicking Derek.

Rachel, on the other hand, seemed to have her soul sucked out after Derek said those things, her eyes hollow.

"Derek, what did you say? Say it again!"

With things escalated to this point, it was impossible for Derek to get away unscathed.

But as a scumbag, he had to try to clear himself as much as possible.

So he looked at Rachel contemptuously: "What I said wasn't true?"

"Look at yourself. You're not young anymore and you have a kid. Did you really think I liked you? If it weren't for..."

Suddenly he stopped talking.

But I keenly caught a hint of something unusual.

For what?

According to Derek, as a woman, Rachel had nothing to attract him. So what he coveted was...

Thinking of this, a seemingly absurd yet very possible hypothesis suddenly appeared in my mind.

I called over the funeral home staff and had Rachel's family and Derek all thrown out.

Then I told the funeral home not to cremate Emily today, as I had suspicions about the cause of my daughter's death.

I found a friend who works in the justice system. He said if I suspected Emily's death was unnatural, I could request an autopsy.

Although I hoped Emily could ascend to heaven soon, once the seed of doubt was planted, it couldn't be removed.

During the wait for the autopsy, I proposed divorce to Rachel again.

She cried and made a scene, but when I took out the video, she finally shut up.

To avoid more people seeing it and for the sake of her future, she had no choice but to agree.

The divorce papers were signed. All assets went to me. Rachel left with nothing.

This must have been the most tragic Christmas I've experienced in my 30 years of life.

My daughter died, and I got divorced. A true case of family destroyed.

The house was cold and empty, without a trace of joy. I was entirely enveloped in the pain of losing my daughter.

After divorcing me, Rachel immediately threw herself into Derek's arms.

Even though they had torn each other apart, even though Derek had said she was worthless.

But now she had no other choice. She could only stick with Derek for the time being.

A few days later, I received a call from the autopsy team.

They found traces of a substance similar to poison in Emily's body.

It wasn't available domestically and must have been obtained from abroad.

For adults, taking it in controlled doses could treat erectile dysfunction and heart disease.

But for children, it was essentially poison.

How did Emily end up taking this medicine?

Soon, I thought of Derek's unfinished sentence.

It must have been him!

But where was the evidence?