Chapter 1

"Hollie, rest assured, this time it was Laura Burke's fault. I've severely punished her for three days now, and she will definitely give you a proper apology."

I never expected to see Simon Smith again, especially in my current state as a ghost. Yes, I died. I was suffocated to death, locked in the trunk of the car by my husband. And at this moment, he is still completely unaware, continuing to comfort his beloved White Moonlight.

"It's okay, this can't entirely be blamed on Miss Burke. It's just a pity that the handbag was a nationwide limited edition..." Hollie Owen lowered her head, looking as if she was about to cry.

The man beside her was distressed and quickly comforted her in a low voice. Once she fell asleep, Simon Smith got up and, like he was handling a treasure, gently kissed her forehead.

Then he turned and left the room, his face instantly darkening. "She still refuses to admit her mistake?"

The "she" Simon Smith referred to was, of course, me-his lawfully wedded wife, his partner of ten years.

The person assigned to watch over me stammered, "Yes... Miss Burke is still being stubborn."

Ha! What a lie. Simon Smith had ordered them to watch my every move and bring me meals every day, while he was out traveling with Hollie Owen. The people assigned to watch me already knew very well that in Simon's mind, I was long forgotten. So for the next three days, no one checked on me.

After answering, the person didn't sense anything wrong from Simon Smith.

"Take me to see her. I want to see what kind of tricks she's playing now."