Chapter 4

Chloe froze, watching us, and the cup in her hand dropped, shattering into pieces.

I quickly pushed Blake away and ran after Chloe. She was crying so hard, she couldn't hear me.

I gripped Chloe's shoulders and shook her. "Chloe, it's not what you think! Don't misunderstand!"

Chloe's lips were bitten raw and bleeding. I understood her love for Blake, and I understood her feelings right then.

Blake casually walked out, stepping forward to put a hand on Chloe's shoulder. "Don't you even trust me? Your sister-in-law almost fell just now. I grabbed her, and the momentum made us bump into each other."

Teary-eyed, Chloe looked at Blake and choked out, "Is that true?"

Blake shrugged. "What else could it be?"

Chloe, thinking the misunderstanding was cleared, playfully punched Blake's chest and told him to be more careful next time.

Only I knew it wasn't a misunderstanding at all.

Blake actually used Chloe to threaten me. "You've seen how much your sister-in-law loves me. If you don't want me to hurt her, you won't make a fuss." After saying that, his hand actually brushed my back. Luckily, Chloe walked in, otherwise, the consequences would have been unthinkable.

Blake was like a bomb, planted in Julian's family.

Julian made me kneel in front of Chloe's photo and wouldn't let me get up.

"The person who made Chloe kill herself wasn't me, it was Blake. Why aren't you going after him?" I asked, bewildered.

Julian kicked me in the stomach again, and I doubled over in pain.

"Because Chloe told me herself that Aubrey seduced Blake."

I was too much in pain to speak, but I truly believed Chloe wasn't the kind of girl who would lie or twist facts. It was just that I couldn't confront her now.

"Julian, after years of our relationship, why won't you believe me? I loved Chloe too. How could I not want her to be happy?"

"Shut up! I must have been blind to choose you. You caused my sister's death. If I had never met you, Chloe wouldn't have died. How I wish you could bring her back."

Julian's words pierced my heart like needles. I knelt on the floor, numb. He wouldn't commit a crime by killing me, but he couldn't bear to see me alive either.

I thought, the day I finally gave up and took my own life, the whole thing would be complete.