Snow-Laden Trees, Our Final Farewell

The night my husband, Elijah's female assistant Shirley, threatened suicide for the 99th time, he hung my grandmother from a helicopter.

"Selina, apologize to Shirley online, or I'll drop her into the sea."

Looking at my grandmother's terrified face in mid-air, I was in so much pain my voice was shaking: "Elijah, I just said she was a homewrecker, and you're threatening me with my grandmother's life?"

Elijah smiled, his tone full of affection: "Shirley isn't like you, she's sensitive."

"Besides, I'm just asking you to apologize, I'm not saying I don't love you anymore."

Love me?

Looking at the 999 intimate photos of him and Shirley on my phone, my heart felt like it had been stabbed.

If this is what he calls love, I don't want it anymore.

I sent a message to my mentor: "I agree. I'll go abroad for the design competition in seven days."

In seven days, I'll fake my death and leave, so Elijah can never find me again.

Just as I put away my phone, my grandmother's terrified scream came through the surveillance feed.

The helicopter suddenly dropped rapidly, and my grandmother was shaking all over.

"Elijah, let Grandmother down! She has a heart condition, she can't handle this!"

Elijah stood up from his chair, hooked my chin, his voice gentle and tempting: "I told you, as long as you're willing to apologize, I'll let Grandmother go immediately. Shirley has been crying all night because of what you said."

When he mentioned Shirley, his eyes were full of tenderness.

My heart was pierced with pain. The Elijah who used to rush home from the office just because I frowned now had his heart set on another woman.

Seeing my silence, he snapped his fingers.

The people over there pulled Grandmother up rapidly again. She completely passed out, her face deathly pale, no telling if she was dead or alive.

I couldn't take it anymore and gave in: "Fine, I agree. I'll apologize. Just let Grandmother go first."

I recorded an apology video as Elijah demanded, and only then was he satisfied enough to get up.

Before leaving, he stroked my cheek: "Selina, don't make a fuss like before. I'm just playing around with her. You're the only one in my heart."

Watching him leave, I couldn't help but laugh bitterly at myself.

I hurried to find my grandmother.

Grandmother had been left on the beach, her face deathly pale, completely motionless.

I clenched my fists in anger.

Grandmother had passed out, and they hadn't even sent her to the hospital first.

I ran over in panic, my hands trembling with fear.

Thankfully, Grandmother was still breathing. I took her to the hospital in a complete mess.

I received another message from Shirley on my phone.

Elijah had spent tens of millions of dollars creating a sea of roses for her, just to make her smile.

[Selina, did you see? Even though you have the title of his wife, I'm the one in his heart. He had sex with me many times tonight, and each time he said he wished he could die on top of me.]

These provocative words made my eyes well up again.

I couldn't help but remember when Elijah first confessed to me. He ordered 9,999 red roses and said affectionately, "Selina, I will love you forever."

After marriage, he really did keep his word. He gave me everything he thought was best.

When I was unhappy, he would do everything to cheer me up.

He said I was more important than his life.

I covered my face, trying not to cry.

But why did everything change in just three years?

Elijah then sent me a message. He seemed to know I had seen it.

After all, he had done too many things like this for Shirley.

[Selina, don't go looking for trouble with Shirley. I'm doing this to apologize to her on your behalf.]

Looking at this text, I wiped away my tears.

Elijah seemed certain I wouldn't leave him, but he forgot that before marriage, he had signed an agreement with me.

If he betrayed me, our marriage would automatically end.

In seven days, all he would see is my "corpse".