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What a touching concern, what a perfect image of a devoted wife! Michelle seemed to have forgotten that she was the one who dragged me to court, the one who wanted to destroy my
reputation.
With that casual mention of prison time, did she expect me to die a wronged man like in my
revious life?
If I didn’t know about Michelle and Harris‘ affair, I’d probably be moved by her seemingly
sincere performance right now and follow her advice to plead guilty.
I let out a sneer. “What’s wrong? Afraid I’ll expose the character you’ve worked so hard to
build?”
Michelle was speechless, her eyes shooting daggers at me when no one else could see.
Perfect! It was the honest Michelle finally showing through. I had to admire how long she’d kept up her act around me.
“What are you talking about? I’ve been your wife for five years, cooking and cleaning for you,
putting up with your abuse, even disregarding your affairs. I did everything for this family! How
am I in the wrong?”
Michelle broke down in tears, playing the role of the long–suffering wife who’d sacrificed
everything for her family.
She’d pulled the same act in my previous life, talking about how hard she worked to maintain
our home, claiming she’d quit her job for my sake.
Only after my death did I learn the truth Michelle had been blocked from the entire industry after causing major trouble at her company, forcing her to hide at home.
The crowd below continued to condemn me. In their eyes, I was beyond redemption.
I ignored the judge and simply said, “Let’s begin.
The judge looked at me with newfound contempt before giving the order. As the machine
activated, powerful electrical currents surged through my brain. My body convulsed in agony as
foam formed in my mouth.
No one showed me any sympathy as I suffered. They all applauded, and comment
notifications began floating across my field of vision.
[That’s how you should treat a cheating bast**d! A minor electrocution isn’t enough punishment!]
[Who would even date a man like this? Domestic violence, cheating, and still in denial. Let’s see how smug he is when he faces judgment!]
[If you ask me, they should just fry him.]
I clenched my teeth, fighting to stay conscious through the pain.
How could let those two–timing spokes get away with this?
