My Ex–Boyfriend Hates Me to the Bone: He’s Seeking Revenge, But Little Does He Know, I’m Already Dead
Lucas hates me for killing his sister. He’s told me more than once to go die.
“Sophia, you should be the one who’s dead. How dare you continue living?”
That night, I fulfilled his wish and tried to end my life with an overdose of sleeping pills.
Later, when he learned of my death, he knelt beside my body, clutching my hand tightly.
“Sophia, I was wrong.”
“Please don’t play such a cruel joke on me.”
I died.
As Lucas wished, I finally paid for his sister’s life with my own.
After taking an overdose of sleeping pills, I slipped into unconsciousness, my life slowly ebbing away. Fortunately, I passed away in my sleep.
When I opened my eyes again, I found myself floating in the air, surrounded by a group of medical staff in scrubs and
white coats.
The sheets were stained red, a sight that was deeply disturbing to anyone who saw it.
Yes, I was the one who called the ambulance. I didn’t want my body to be discovered only after it had started decomposing. Moreover, I was alone in this world, with no family to notice if I was gone.
After the doctor confirmed that I couldn’t be revived, he pronounced me dead on the spot. Upon identifying me, he
sighed softly, looking regretful.
“Another poor soul.”
“I wonder if she has a loved one who will come to claim her body.”
A loved one.
At first, I thought I had one, but later I realized I was wrong. He didn’t love me at all.
He hated me and wanted me dead.
So now, I’ve fulfilled his wish and left this world.
Looking at my cold, pale body, my mind began to wander.
Lucas, how will you feel when you hear about my death?
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My soul left the hospital and floated to Lucas’s house.
The lights were on in the luxurious townhouse, and the TV in the living room was playing, but Lucas’s attention was clearly not on it. He was frowning, his eyes fixed on the phone he was gripping tightly, seemingly hesitating about something.
Finally, as if he had made up his mind, he dialed a number. As the busy tone became more frequent on the other end, his patience gradually disappeared. He angrily hung up and threw the phone onto the floor.
Lucas had always been impatient, so I wasn’t particularly surprised to see him act this way.
But what he said next shocked me.
“Sophia, how dare you not answer my calls? Are you trying to provoke me?”
After saying this, as if still not satisfied, he swept everything off the coffee table onto the floor. The sound of shattering was jarring, but he seemed oblivious to it and continued smashing things.
“Sophia, don’t think you can escape my sight like this. I’m telling you, the only way I’ll let you go is if you die!”
Hearing these words, I felt a tightness in my chest.
Lucas, as you wished, I’m already dead.
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