Chapter 3The Wife Who Haunted Her Husband

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to..."

Carter looked confused. "What is that?"

The drunkard smiled bitterly. "It's her grave."

Carter looked closely. A crude, misshapen wooden plaque had a few words carved into it: "Nora's Grave."

The drunkard treated the plaque like a treasure, carefully setting it upright.

"Crazy old fool."

Carter pushed the man aside with a cold laugh and kicked the plaque in two.

"Three years, and Nora is still pull these manipulative stunts. A fake grave? Really? How dramatic."

He not only destroyed the marker but ordered his guards to flatten the mound with shovels.

"I want to see how long Nora can keep up this act!"

The drunkard screamed as his hard work was destroyed.

"I told you she's dead! Why won't you leave her alone?"

"Miss Nora was such a good person, why did she have to suffer like this?"

Carter looked at him with pure loathing and ignored him completely. He addressed the air.

"Nora, I know you can hear me."

"I order you to come out within three days. Be a good girl and donate your kidney to Ruby. I'll end your punishment and let you come home."

"If you keep playing these games and hiding, you will never see your son again!"

Carter turned and left. Before going, he ordered his men to break the drunkard's leg.

"You filthy beggar, this is the price for offending Mr. Sterling!"

I floated there, wanting to cry, but no tears would come.

My son, Leo. I hadn't seen him in three years.

Carter knew Leo was my weakness. He was using him to threaten me. If I were alive, I would have run out immediately.

But I was dead.