On the Seventh Day After My Death, My Husband Married His First Love

I was kidnapped by abductors, while my husband spent a passionate night with his first love. In the end, I was brutally assaulted by the criminals and left to die in an unmarked grave. After death, my soul, weighed down by intense resentment, couldn’t ascend to heaven and remained stubbornly attached to my body. Only by finding the murderers could I quell my vengeful spirit. When I dragged my broken body home, my husband accused me of lying. On the seventh day after my death, my husband married his first love, while the video of my assault and dismemberment was leaked online. When the truth finally came to light, I felt a great burden lift from my shoulders as I slowly closed my eyes… “Sophia! I don’t care what you’re doing right now, I’m not coming to see you because I’m going to pick up Olivia!” Alexander’s voice came through the phone, crushing my last hope. As I heard this, my heart turned to ash, and my struggles against my captors gradually weakened. The criminals grinned lecherously, “So we can have our way with your wife then?” Alexander replied carelessly, “Do whatever you want!” “After all, she’s just a loose woman. Her chastity probably doesn’t mean much to her anyway!” With that, he hung up the phone. And I endured twelve hours of inhuman torture. The next day, I opened my eyes to see my own dismembered body. Last night, those men had brutally assaulted me before cutting me into pieces and dumping me in the wilderness. Am I dead… or not? Right now, only my soul was left wandering. So this is what people call the seven days after death when the body dies but the soul lingers. My body was wracked with searing pain, and there wasn’t an inch of unscathed skin left. The memories of last night’s horrors were still vivid. I still forced myself to stand up through the pain and started walking home. Back at the mansion, I knocked several times before someone came to the door. “Who are you?” Olivia appeared at the door with sleepy eyes, her legs barely hidden under Alexander’s shirt. “I’m…” I took a deep breath, “Alexander’s wife.” Olivia’s eyes widened in disbelief as she looked at me. Then she waved her hand in front of her face. “What’s that smell? It’s so foul!” But I couldn’t smell anything at all. Because I was already dead, my senses were slowly fading away. Seven days from now, I would completely disappear from this world. From last night until now, I had been dead for eight hours. My body was starting to emit an odor, and black spots were appearing on my arms. “Is it a beggar? Why don’t you just send her away?” Alexander came down from upstairs nonchalantly. Seeing me, he sneered. “See, I told you she was out having fun!” “What kidnapping? It was all a lie!” “She’s the best at lying, after all.” Hearing Alexander’s confident accusations, my heart felt like it was being cut by a knife. He hated me. He always thought it was because of me that he couldn’t be with his childhood sweetheart Olivia. Three years ago, Alexander had sex with me while drunk, mistaking me for Olivia, and then we got married. From that day on, Alexander never trusted me again. And I was only kept by his side as a substitute for Olivia. “Remember what I told you before?” Alexander approached me with a look of disgust, “Now that Olivia is back, you can leave.” My chest tightened, but I still pleaded, “Give me seven days, please?” Seven days later, if Alexander still didn’t realize I was dead, I would automatically disappear. But if he could find my body, I might have a slim chance of coming back to life. “Fine, it works out perfectly. In seven days, I’m moving abroad with Olivia anyway.” “If you don’t want to leave during these days, you can stay and cook for us!” With that, he went upstairs hand in hand with Olivia. Turning back, he said, “After you’ve been out messing around, clean yourself up.” “You’re filthy!”

I came out after taking a shower and saw Olivia cuddling in Alexander’s arms watching TV. The two of them looked more like a married couple than Alexander and I ever did. “Finished showering?” Alexander pointed to the kitchen nearby, “Go make dinner for my Olivia!” “Olivia doesn’t like spicy food, she prefers sweets. Keep that in mind.” I didn’t move, my fingers clutching tightly at the hem of my shirt. “What are you doing? Go now!” Alexander suddenly got angry, his enraged expression not seeming like an act. Olivia tugged at Alexander’s arm and said softly, “It’s okay if she doesn’t want to cook. I’m hungry too.” Hearing this, Alexander looked even more contemptuous, “Doesn’t want to? I told her long ago she could leave if she wanted. Since she’s still here, she might as well make herself useful!” Hearing Alexander threatening to kick me out, I immediately turned to go to the kitchen to cook for them. Behind me, I heard Alexander joking with Olivia, “What a desperate woman! She can’t live without a man!” “See, I told you she’d do anything for me.” With my back to them, I cooked while crying silently. The pain in my heart made my shoulders tremble slightly. “If you feel wronged, we can always eat out!” Alexander stood behind me, frowning as he smelled the odor coming from my body. “Why do you still smell so bad even after showering?” I paused briefly while chopping vegetables. The truth was, my body was slowly decaying. I had already died yesterday. Although I could appear “alive” in front of Alexander like this, My body would gradually decompose over time. I only had seven days left. Seven days later, if I couldn’t find the murderers, I would vanish into thin air and truly die. “It’ll be ready soon.” I forced a smile, trying not to let Alexander notice anything amiss. “You chose to stay here yourself.” Alexander reminded me again, “Now that Olivia is back, you should know your place as a substitute.” I knew he was trying to force me to leave. “Alexander, we’re not divorced yet.” I looked past his shoulder at Olivia on the couch, trying to remind him not to go too far. But he raised his hand and slapped me across the face, “You slut! Who are you to meddle in my affairs!” “Don’t think you can do whatever you want just because Grandma likes you!” I took a deep breath and looked up at him. His eyes held nothing but disgust for me. “But Grandma will find out if you brazenly bring her back to the mansion like this.” Alexander’s pupils constricted rapidly, and his hand on my shoulder gradually tightened. He whispered in my ear, “That’s why if Grandma finds out, you’re finished.” Alexander reached out and gently stroked my hair, “Is this what you’ve been dreaming of me doing?” Before I could nod, he suddenly yanked my hair hard. “Ah!” I gasped in pain. “But too bad… you don’t deserve it!” “Why didn’t those kidnappers just kill you yesterday!”

His vicious curse made me catch my breath, my lips trembling as I spoke shakily. “I won’t tell Grandma.” Alexander forced me to admit it, then let go of me with satisfaction. “That’s a good girl!” With that, he stepped back and left with Olivia to eat out. I looked at the table full of food I had prepared, feeling like a clown. Alexander never intended to eat the meal I cooked. It was just to mock me. He once told me, “A substitute is just a substitute. Sophia, you’ll never be worth even Olivia’s little finger.” In the end, I threw all the food I had made into the garbage. Since I was already dead, I couldn’t eat anything anyway. Even drinking water made me vomit. Gradually, I felt my whole body growing weaker. In the evening, I received a call from Alexander’s grandmother. On the phone, Grandma Rose sounded reproachful. “My dear, I haven’t seen you in so long. Why haven’t you come to visit me?” Last night, when those beasts were taking turns assaulting me, I didn’t shed a single tear. When I saw my own dismembered body dumped in the wilderness, I wasn’t afraid. But now, Grandma Rose’s words of concern brought tears streaming down my face. “Grandma…” I choked up, “I might not be able to come back for a while. My school has an assignment abroad, so I’ve been busy lately. When I have time, I’ll definitely… come see you!” Perhaps my tone sounded too pitiful, because Grandma Rose sensed something was wrong. “Is Alexander bullying you?” Remembering Alexander’s menacing look when he warned me this morning, I quickly denied it. “No, no, I’ve just been too busy lately.” I chatted briefly with Grandma Rose before hanging up. Late that night, Alexander hurried back home. He took Olivia and went straight to the bedroom. As I passed by their door, I heard passionate sounds coming from inside. I couldn’t help but pause. Through the half-open door, I saw two entwined bodies. Olivia was straddling Alexander, her head turned to look at me with blatant triumph in her eyes. I quietly closed the door for them. In the dead of night, violent knocking on my door startled me awake. As soon as I opened the door, I smelled alcohol. Alexander’s eyes were bloodshot. “You…” He pushed me roughly onto the bed. “You still went and tattled, didn’t you?” I shook my head, but it was too late. Alexander flipped me over. “Turn your head away, I don’t want to see your face!” I buried my face in the pillow. The pain of Alexander’s forceful entry made me dizzy several times. “Isn’t this what you wanted me to do to you?” Alexander’s tone held no warmth, only cruelty. “But you don’t deserve it!” He tormented me all night before finally seeming satisfied. He looked at me and said, “After all these years, you’re still like a dead fish. How could anyone be interested!” “Compared to Olivia, you’re not even close!” I lay on the bed, staring blankly at the ceiling as the room spun around me. Blood rushed to my head and tears that I could no longer hold back spilled from my eyes. But when Alexander saw me, he only thought I was pretending. Only six days left now. I had hoped to use these six days to say a final, dignified goodbye to Alexander. But now, it seemed there was no need for that anymore. “Alexander… let’s get divorced!”

“Gladly!” Alexander’s tone was full of excitement. “I couldn’t ask for anything better!” “How else could I marry Olivia if I don’t divorce you?” Mustering the last of my strength, I propped myself up on my elbow to sit up. Looking at Alexander, I asked a question I had always wanted to ask, “Alexander, did you ever love me?” Alexander jumped off the bed, about to leave. Hearing my question, he laughed. I laughed too. Because we both knew the answer to that question. “I hate you.” “If it weren’t for you, Olivia and I might have been together long ago. We would have studied art together, fulfilled her childhood dreams. It’s all because of you!” After Alexander left, I slowly closed my eyes. Everything he had just said – those were my wishes, the future I had once shared with Alexander. But he had forgotten it all. I was an orphan, raised in an orphanage from a young age. When I was nine, Grandma Rose took me in as her adopted granddaughter. “I felt a connection with this girl at first sight. I brought her home to grow up with Alexander so they’d have each other for company.” And so I came to live with the Jiang family. But to my surprise, when Grandma Rose introduced me to Alexander, all that awaited me was coldness. Before I was adopted by the Jiang family, I was never popular at the orphanage. Back then, I was small and skinny, completely unremarkable. Every summer, Grandma Rose would bring Alexander to spend the holidays at the orphanage. At that time, I was so afraid of crowds that I always hid in the attic of the orphanage. But each time, I would secretly peek at Alexander playing with the other girls. Among these girls, the most popular was Olivia. Becoming like Olivia was my dream throughout my entire childhood. Like me, Olivia was also an orphan. Unlike us, she always received preferential treatment. Because she was pretty and had blossomed into a lovely young lady at an early age. Every time Alexander came to visit, the orphanage director would dress Olivia in beautiful dresses. The director and teachers’ intentions were obvious – they wanted her to be adopted by the Jiang family. I secretly liked Alexander, but no one knew. I would trace his features over and over on paper. Many times, I wanted to go downstairs to play with him. But I was just too unremarkable. So much so that I never spoke to Alexander during my time at the orphanage. Everyone at the orphanage crowded around Alexander and Olivia. Everyone thought Grandma Rose would take Olivia home. But an accident happened… The summer I was eight years old, Alexander accidentally fell into the pond and nearly drowned. As usual, I was reading on the second floor of the orphanage when I heard cries for help. I looked out the window. Alexander’s body was bobbing up and down in the water, while Olivia was too scared to speak. I dropped my book and ran over, picking up a stick on the ground to reach out to Alexander. After Alexander got to shore, he fainted and lay there like he was dead. I was so scared I stood frozen, unable to speak. The children who came running when they heard the cries pointed at me and shouted, “Sophia! You pushed Alexander into the pond!” In the crowd, I saw Olivia. She stared with wide eyes but said nothing. “Sophia! Did you push Alexander in?” The orphanage teacher roughly shoved me to the side. “I… didn’t.” Usually too timid to speak up, I couldn’t help but defend myself in that moment. But Olivia stepped forward and pointed at me, “It was Sophia, I saw her!”

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