Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Nightmare Assault
I, The Dragon Overlord
Loser System and Berserker Me
Horror Game Designer
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Swear Fealty To Me, My Subjects!
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1171- Three abilties
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 944: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (2)
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1170- King pearls
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 16
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 32: The First Trade
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 619: Old Monk in the Monastery
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3827: Discarded
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 244: Fear
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 322: Five Seconds
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1169- See you downstairs
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 942: The Fate-Burning Candle
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 943: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (1)
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1168- Level exceeding activation
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 15
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 618: Vajra's Angry Gaze
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3826: The Illusionary Ancestor’s Gift
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 243: Found!
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 321: Gaze
The wife looked at the hospital not far away and the night sky that had turned blood red. “Where are you?” She held the phone in her palm. The number that couldn’t go through was her only connection with Han Fei. Compared to the monsters at the hospital, she was common and small. Even so, she didn’t retreat. She slowly approached the mutated hospital.
The moment the wife walked past the hospital gate, her heart pained like it had been cut. Indescribable hatred surged from her heart. Scary images appeared in her mind. The memories that she didn’t want to remember were forcibly invoked. The dust of time was blown away by hatred. Pain pierced into her heart. Blood flowed down the wounds. The wife’s eyes filled with blood. “Things aren’t supposed to be like this.”
She pressed her heart and slowly fell to the ground. Her mind was dominated by past despair. She overheard Fu Yi’s conversation with other women, and she encountered Fu Yi shopping with another woman at the mall. The woman was even wearing her dress. Working overtime, not coming home, having to accompany the client… The excuses were like curses that surrounded the wife’s ears. She closed her ears, and her purplish lips trembled. In this world, she loved Fu Yi the most, and she was hurt by Fu Yi the most. The woman gave Fu Yi plenty of chances until she grabbed the knife in the middle of the night.
She could still remember everything that happened that night. She carried her drunk husband into the bedroom and helped change his clothes like usual. She frowned at the smell of alcohol and perfume that radiated off him. She was tired of this life. Every similar night was a rehearsal for her. But when she was consumed by hatred and came to the bedroom with the knife, she changed her mind due to his sudden thank you.
When hatred filled up her body, the wife still retained some sanity. In her years of marriage, she felt like she was truly alive in the recent month. She felt bliss. The hand on her heart tightened. She remembered the hatred rooted in her heart, but she
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