My name was Juliet Jones. When I won the eighty-million-dollar jackpot, I excitedly went home to tell my husband, Eden Bernal, the good news, but I saw flames flickering from our window. I quickly took out my phone to call the police, but saw my husband, who should have been on duty as a firefighter, excitedly calling his mother, Jessica Smith. “Mom, our plan worked! I glanced at the charred person on the bed. She was wearing the pearl necklace I gave her. That bitch is dead. I can finally marry Serena!” But the person on the bed was not me. It was his dream lover, Serena Bright, whom he had long wanted to marry. “Great news, Mom! Serena will marry me soon. If it weren’t for that bitch’s money, I wouldn’t have chosen her back in the day. “After this fire, the money is ours. She was burned beyond recognition, with her skin falling off on the bed. I almost vomited just looking at it. It’s a pity she died while sleeping and didn’t suffer much. It would have been better if she was awake. Serena has followed me for years without any status. It was too hard for her. Only the bitch suffers the most could I vent my anger.” Serena was our neighbor living next door. She claimed to be Eden’s junior schoolmate and often visited our home. I had seen her sneak into my bedroom to wear my intimate clothing when she came over, and she enjoyed wearing the jewelry Eden had given me. I felt dissatisfied and complained to Eden, but instead, he accused me of being petty. He not only replaced our door with a fingerprint lock but also specially called Serena to record her fingerprint. I once felt ashamed for overanalyzing their relationship, but now I realized Eden had been cheating on me with Serena all along, treating me like a fool. Eden’s excited smile quickly turned to sorrow at the sight of the firefighters arriving. He was heartbroken, kneeling at the bottom of the apartment building, screaming hoarsely, “My wife is still inside. My wife is still inside! Let me go in and save her!” His colleagues held him back with great effort, not letting him move. He fixed a hateful stare at them. “Why are you stopping me from saving my wife? She’s carrying my child.” Eden’s eyes were bloodshot, and his throat was hoarse from shouting loudly. His colleague sighed helplessly, “Eden, the fire is too intense. Going in would mean death. Trust us. We will do our best to rescue her.” Eden then lay on the ground, curling up, looking as if he was about to faint from crying. Once the fire calmed down a bit, the firefighters put out the blaze and carried out the badly burned figure from inside. I was about to walk over when I noticed Serena’s phone on the floor of the hallway, likely dropped when the firefighters carried her out. Eden was crying over Serena’s body, showing that he wished to die along with “me.” Just then, Serena’s finger twitched. One of Eden’s colleagues exclaimed in surprise, “She’s still alive. There’s still breath! Quickly, get her to the hospital.” He patted Eden’s shoulder with a smile. “Eden, you’re really lucky. She’s savable! It seems that Death doesn’t want her yet.” Eden’s sorrowful expression froze, forcing out a smile even uglier than crying, and then he followed his colleagues to lift the charred Serena into the ambulance. At that moment, Serena’s phone buzzed in my hand. I hesitated and entered Eden’s birthday, successfully unlocking it. There was a message from someone saved as “Honey”: [Serena, that bitch Juliet actually didn’t die in the fire. I need to follow her to the hospital. Don’t worry. She won’t live long. Soon, she won’t be able to interfere with us being together openly.] I felt disgusted but wanted to see what tricks Eden had up his sleeve. So, I bought a sun-shielding mask and a thick coat to cover my face. Once I disguised myself so that no one could recognize me, I took a taxi to the hospital and found Serena’s ICU. The other firefighters and onlookers had dispersed, and the scene in the ward was laid bare. Serena lay on the hospital bed with a respirator covering her face, and her entire body was tightly wrapped in bandages. The doctor sighed as he spoke with Eden about Serena’s condition, “She has seventy-five percent of her body burned. Most of her bodily systems are severely damaged, and her vocal cords are completely destroyed. She almost lost her life. We can only provide conservative treatment and see if she has the will to survive. The total treatment cost may exceed one million dollars. You need to be prepared.” When Eden heard about the enormous medical expenses, his eyes widened in shock. “You expect me to spend a million dollars to treat her, huh? She doesn’t deserve it!” Noticing the doctor’s strange look, he quickly cleared his throat, frowning sadly. “I have no choice. I’m just a worker. I really can’t come up with a million dollars. My poor wife!” The doctor shook his head and said, “Make a decision soon. Your wife is carrying a child.”
After the doctor left, Eden turned and slapped Serena hard enough to almost knock off her breathing mask. “Hey, if you think I would spend over a million dollars to treat you, then you are totally wrong.” I noticed the fluctuations on the monitoring equipment and knew that Serena must have regained consciousness. Sure enough, Serena opened her eyes in front of Eden. When she saw him, she instinctively tried to move, struggling desperately but found herself tightly bound in bandages, unable to move at all. She could hardly bear the intense pain from her burns, and tears streamed down her face as she looked at Eden, whimpering helplessly. Seeing her swaying, Eden pressed down hard on her bandaged arm. Eden’s grip was certainly not light. I even saw yellow tissue fluid seeping through the bandages where he held her. Serena cried out in pain, but it did not soften Eden’s heart at all. Instead, he slapped her even harder. Eden laughed like a demon as he removed Serena’s breathing mask. Once her face turned bright red from struggling to breathe, he put it back on her. Once she adjusted to breathing, Eden took the mask off again and again. Serena widened her eyes in agony, unable to comprehend why Eden was treating her this way. She twisted her body desperately, signaling Eden to look at her abdomen with her eyes. I also noticed a slight bulge in Serena’s belly. Eden paused for a moment as he removed the respirator, and his hand rested on Serena’s stomach. Then, He spoke, “I know you’re pregnant. So what? The doctor who examined you told me it’s a girl. Since you won’t be able to survive, you might as well go die with your worthless daughter.” His fingers lightly traced over Serena’s belly, and for a moment, his gaze softened. “Do you know, Juliet? Serena is also carrying my child, a son. I don’t want them to wait any longer. If someone should be blamed, it’s you for getting in the way. “Even if you’re lucky enough to survive, you will be useless. I will divorce you and let Serena take your place. If you die, that’s just your bad luck.” His gaze suddenly turned vicious. In the next second, under Serena’s terrified stare, Eden pressed down hard on her belly again and again, increasing his strength each time. Serena gasped in pain. She struggled with all her might, trying to say she was Serena, but it was no use. I watched as Serena’s strength dwindled until she rolled her eyes back and fainted. Beneath her, a pool of fresh blood slowly spread out, and the monitor began to alarm. Next, Eden looked terrified, frantically pressing the nurse’s call button beside the bed. “My wife is bleeding! She’s losing a lot of blood!” Just after escaping from the gates of hell, Serena was once again taken into the operating room. I took the opportunity to rush to the stairwell, retching repeatedly. I clutched my clothing tightly, with my eyes bloodshot. Eden was heartless enough to not spare even his own child. If it were me lying on that hospital bed, I couldn’t even fathom what I would go through. By the time Serena was brought out of the emergency room again, it was already afternoon. I sat on a bench outside Serena’s room, watching the scene inside. Eden did not expect “me” to survive such torment. He sat inside the room with a dark expression on his face. I couldn’t help but feel desolate for myself. I had spent eight years with him, yet it couldn’t compare to Serena’s mere year of companionship. I thought, “In his eyes, Serena was a treasure, while I was dirt, but I loved him wholeheartedly. Did that mean I deserved to die?” Lost in thought, a person brushed past my shoulder and walked straight into the room. That was Eden’s mother, Jessica Smith. She squinted her eyes and turned back to look me up and down.
I felt a shiver run down my spine. Had I disguised myself so well that she still recognized me? Fortunately, she only spat on the ground and cursed fiercely. “Don’t stand there watching. Get lost.” I sighed in relief, turned around, and left, preparing to gather evidence for an appeal. At that moment, Jessica’s voice filled with glee reached my ears again. I paused and looked back. Jessica was beaming with excitement, holding Eden’s hand. “I checked it out. You are a heroic firefighter, and reporters will come to interview you. You should tell them how miserable Juliet is, so they can get people to donate.” Eden impatiently shook off Jessica’s hand. “Does that mean I would become a beggar? How much can we raise this way? Aren’t those watching the live-stream just a bunch of poor folks?” Jessica raised a finger. “I calculated it. At least one million dollars. No matter what, that would be enough for a down payment on a house for my grandson.” Eden paused for a moment, and then his gaze sparkled with greed. “One million dollars? Is there really that much?” “Of course! One million dollars is actually on the low end.” Seeing Eden and Jessica reveling in their plans inside the hospital room made me feel disappointed and heartbroken. They wouldn’t rest until they had fully exploited me. Jessica had been blinded by money and began counting prices excitedly. “And also, Juliet’s dumb father left her hundreds of thousands of dollars, so we could even get a new car for the family.” Eden joined in the scheming. “We also bought that bitch insurance, and we could get compensation, too.” I clenched my fists outside the hospital room. If I were lying on that hospital bed, hearing my husband and Jessica discuss how to exploit me while I was on the brink of death, I would undoubtedly feel worse than dead. I put away my recording pen and was just about to get up and leave when I saw reporters rushing into the hospital room with cameras. The leading reporter aimed the microphone at Eden. Eden was disheveled, with bloodshot eyes, slumped on the ground looking utterly defeated. “Investigations say that the cause of the fire was insufficient fire safety measures in the building, with flammable materials piled up in evacuation areas like the stairwell. I was on duty outside, and by the time I got home, my wife had already…” At this point, Eden covered his face and cried. The reporter turned the camera toward Serena on the hospital bed. “I’m just an ordinary firefighter, earning a low salary, and I simply can’t afford my wife’s medical bills. But my wife is still carrying my child…” An indignant reporter stepped forward and said, “You need to get the insurance company to compensate. You’re a hero who risks his life for the people, so your wife and child must be protected.” Jessica had been waiting for this statement. She immediately jumped out, throwing a tantrum on the floor. “Poor Juliet! This isn’t over! They must compensate us five hundred thousand dollars… No, one million dollars!” The onlookers whispered among themselves, “One million dollars is too much. The homeowner has some responsibility for piling up flammable materials in the stairwell. How can the insurance company cover it all?” “Yeah, the insurance company will suffer a huge loss.” Upon hearing this, Eden’s eyes turned red as he glared fiercely at the two people. “Does that mean Juliet deserves to suffer? She’s been married to me for three years, and I haven’t given her a good life yet. Our child isn’t even born. Given that, isn’t that amount of money too much?” The two people blushed at his words. The reporters recorded the entire scene. Eden’s persona as a loving husband and responsible heroic firefighter began to form. Many netizens were moved by Eden’s performance and willingly opened their wallets to donate to him. In just fifteen minutes, the donations reached three hundred thousand dollars. Eden was stunned, and his eyes were wide with disbelief, getting more engrossed in his act. Jessica stopped crying and smiled broadly to thank the donors. I couldn’t bear to watch their sordid performance any longer and wanted to turn around and leave with my recording pen. But Jessica suddenly rushed forward and tightly grabbed my coat, ripping off my mask. “You little sneak. I know you!”
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