After my husband cheated, I decided to fake my death and leave.

Chapter 1

1,457 words

My husband, Victor Kaine, the underworld kingpin, was set up during a brutal operation on a remote Caribbean island and ended up spending a night with a local mystic.

When he returned home, he knelt before me with a gun pressed against his forehead.

“Elara, you are the only one I love. If you can’t forgive me, I’d rather die.”

In the end, my heart softened, and I forgave him.

But soon after, I accidentally caught him intimately holding that mystic. Even his subordinates called her the Boss’s Lady.

I confronted him, but his eyes were red as he told me, “Elara, she saved my life, and she’s carrying my child. I can’t abandon her.”

“Wait for me. As soon as the baby is born, I’ll send her away.”

I believed his helplessness.

But later, Seraphina unfortunately miscarried, and everyone suspected I was secretly responsible.

Seraphina lunged at me like a madwoman, her nails tearing at my face. She cried,

“If you want to hate me, hate me! Why did you harm my child?”

Even Victor Kaine looked at me with deep disappointment.

“When did you become so vicious as to hurt an innocent child? That was my child too.”

With that, he ordered his men to break my legs and lock me in a dark, damp basement.

“When you realize your mistake, I’ll come back for you.”

At that moment, I completely gave up on him. I pulled out my phone and sent an encrypted message.

“Destroy all information about me and my child. Once complete, arrange for us to leave.”