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Love Beyond the Divide
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I have turned into a ghost, sitting beside my corpse, undergoing questioning by the Underworld Police.
"Why did you commit suicide?"
The young police officer is handsome, but his tone is a bit harsh.
"I..."
I raised my hand to point at the corpse on the ground and then at myself:
"What else could I do?"
The young officer shot me a glare:
"Suicide is a capital offense in the Underworld. It shows a lack of appreciation for life. You need to come with me for a trial in Wrongful Death City."
I was dumbfounded.
"Wait, I'm already dead, and I still have to stand trial?"
"Of course," the young officer stated solemnly.
"Humans are governed by humans, and ghosts are governed by ghosts. Do you think death means freedom?"
I felt like crying but had no tears.
"Then can I not be dead?"
The young officer: "..."
He took me to Wrongful Death City and we entered the Court.
The leader sat on the platform, their face obscured.
"Name."
"He Li."
"Reason for suicide."
I stammered for a long time without being able to answer, and the leader slammed down on the gavel:
"If you can't provide a reason for your suicide, you will become a wandering spirit, unable to be redeemed for eternity until you fade into dust."
I was so frightened that I immediately confessed.
"My husband wants a divorce."
The boss frowned, "Is that all?"
The way he said it made it seem like my marriage was worthless.
"Boss, this is my second marriage. My husband wants a divorce for his first love. How can I not be devastated?"
The boss remained silent for a long time before saying, "Tell me, what exactly happened?"
What exactly happened?
This all started with Yan Feng wanting a divorce from me.
Yan Feng is the head of the Yan Family and my ex-husband, or more accurately, my second husband.
My marriage to Yan Feng was a business arrangement.
In the first year after we got married, Yan Feng spoiled me, and I thought our feelings were gradually warming up.
But one day, he suddenly proposed a divorce.
"Why?"
I looked at Yan Feng in disbelief, "Why do you want a divorce?"
"Because I'm getting married."
Yan Feng's voice was calm, with a hint of barely noticeable joy: "Lynn Yueyue is coming back."
Lynn Yueyue, Yan Feng's first love.
Their romance back then was intense; if they hadn't suddenly broken up, they would have probably been married with children by now.
"So what?"
I held back the pain in my heart and forced a smile: "Are you going to divorce me just because she’s back?"
"Yes."
Yan Feng nodded, his expression serious.
"I want to divorce you as soon as possible and welcome her arrival."
I slumped on the sofa.
At that moment, I realized that in Yan Feng's heart, I was merely a substitute.
Once the real one returned, I would have to step aside obediently.
How ridiculous.
I, He Li, the esteemed young lady of the He Family, had loved Yan Feng for three whole years,
yet in his heart, I didn't even count for anything.
The rain fell harder and harder.
My vision gradually blurred.
In a daze, I seemed to see Yan Feng walking towards me with an umbrella.
But in the blink of an eye, that familiar figure vanished.
It turned out to be an illusion.
I smiled bitterly as I watched Yan Feng drive away.
"Miss, miss."
The driver urged, "Don't just stand there, get in the car."
"Get in the car?"
I came back to my senses and smiled at the driver: "You can go, I'm not taking the car anymore."
"But that gentleman has already paid..."
"You can go."
The driver looked at me deeply, sighed, and drove away.
In an instant, the heavy rain engulfed me completely.
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