The Day His Demands Broke My Water novel Chapter 4

Hector didn't react immediately.

After a long while, he asked hoarsely,

“What did you say?”

The assistant, afraid to say more, opened the video on his phone and showed it to him.

The video showed a vast ocean with the time being in the early hours of the morning.

I stood by the sea, spreading my arms, and jumped in despair.

It was accidentally filmed by a photographer taking pictures of the sea scenery.

“It's impossible. She can't be Ivy!”

Hector staggered a few steps.

In the video, just before I jumped, I glanced back.

With just one glance, Hector recognized me instantly.

My death made the trending news.

Everyone was sighing, lamenting how I had died young, unable to enjoy a life of luxury in the wealthy family.

Only Hector refused to believe that I was dead.

In fact, it was my eldest sister-in-law who went to retrieve my body.

On the day I was buried, Hector was drunk in our newlywed home.

My sister-in-law came to see him.

The room was filled with the strong smell of alcohol.

“Hector, today is Ivy's funeral. Why don't you go see her?”

Upon hearing my name, Hector suddenly went wild like a beast, scrambling up from the ground.

“She's not dead. Ivy isn't dead. Sis, you're lying to me, right?”

“You all are lying to me! Is it fun? Is it fun?”

His eyes were bloodshot, staggering toward the living room.

“Ivy's not dead. She still has to make me some hangover soup!”

For seven years of marriage, every time Hector came back from a social gathering, it was me who prepared the hangover soup, spooning it one bite at a time for him.

My eldest sister-in-law slapped him.

“Hector, why didn't you appreciate her when she was alive? You only regret it now that she's gone!”

“Yeah, why didn't I know how to cherish her?”

He murmured, lost in thought.

I was adopted by the James family to be a foolish young bride for the heir.