Beyond Death: A Wife's Return
her. They had been married for three years, and for three years, they slept in separate ro
husband was not by her side. Blake Harrison was at a high-en
ve desires you have not resolved. You cannot be reborn yet," the reaper said, its voice echoing in the void. "The underwo
erstand, a bright whit
mpagne filled the air. She was standing on the deck of a
nally got rid of that wicked Ch
r. Her steps were unsteady. She couldn't believe it. While she was being tortured
ou have the nerv
ct, a large hand grabbed her throat. Chloe looked up at the man in
a single person to look for her. She had held onto a small
e yacht started
a message saying you were kille
n't want Blake to go to Amelia's birthday party, so you bribe
ied to speak, but the han
heart ached with a familiar pain. He really wanted to kil
o blur, a soft, gentle voice
he turned to see who had spoken. It was Amelia Miller, her adopted sister. The entire
he hadn't gotten in the way, Amelia an
country. Now Amelia is finally back, and Chloe pulls a stu
ld and handsome. Amelia Miller was gentle and soft. They were both dressed in white,
just stood there. A sad smile formed on her lips. She had tried so hard for so long. She tried to please her parents, who always favored Amelia. She tri
her to write ransom notes. The first letter she wrote was to her father,
a few words. "Ms. Miller, your mother said if you're pulling another stunt to f
Blake Harrison. He didn't even s
family and the wife of the great Blake Harrison! Three letters, and not one
ht. She felt it pierce her heart, a sharp, final pain. She
ould still feel the excruciating pain right
y a sweet, gentle smile. "Chloe, if you were in trouble, why didn't you come home? Mom and Dad were heartbro
cerned. "Tell me what happened, sister. You're
ryone that Chloe was lying, that she had faked her own
l face anymore. She turned to walk away, but Blak
else?" he sneered. "Even if you really had died, I wouldn't shed
ough her heart. But this time, her gaze fell on something else
n the nine thousand stone steps of the temple, in the middle of a heavy snowstorm, just to get
with her free hand and forcefully tore at
a sharp cl
tered across the deck of the yac
f her first obsession