Chapter 1

On my seventh wedding anniversary, I received a special gift. A dashcam recording from my husband's car, capturing the sounds of him with his new lover.

The whole city knew him as the perfect husband. The man who once flew in two thousand roses for me, who rented out all of Iceland just to show me the Northern Lights.

But in that recording, he gasped and moaned while telling someone else, "Why bring her up? She's so understanding. She never checks up on me."

Expressionless, I saved the evidence and set my plan in motion.

Three months later, I was "diagnosed" with a terminal illness and died in a carefully staged "car accident." My body consumed by flames.

At my funeral, he clutched my urn, devastated. His company's stock price collapsed overnight.

Meanwhile, across the ocean, I watched the news from a mountain resort. I smiled coldly.

That is, until I deliberately left a trail on social media.

The man who had lost everything came looking for me, eyes bloodshot, kneeling in the snow.

"Please, come home with me."

My former rival wrapped an arm around my waist, eyebrow raised, a smile curling his lips.

"She's my wife. And you are?"