Fighting Back Against Husband's Murder Plot1
My husband wanted to kill me to get insurance.
On my fortieth birthday, my frugal husband purchased a life insurance policy for me, covering up to 10 million dollars.
He explained, "Honey, since you're pregnant, we need to ensure the unborn child is protected. If anything happens to you, this insurance will safeguard his future."
However, this unexpected "gift" left me feeling uneasy, and we ended up in a heated argument over it. I posted the incident on twitter.
One comment caught my attention.
It was a screenshot of a post, and the content gave me chills.
[My wife is 40, and I'm buying her a high-cost insurance policy, betting on an accident during a risky birth.]
[It's my compensation for my youth! And security for boys!]
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I found the link to the original post shared by that user and saw it was updated just one minute ago.
[Friends, not only did that old woman refuse to sign, but she also drove me to the guest room to sleep. Who can understand my pain?]
This made my pupils shrink slightly as I glanced at the empty bed beside me.
Not long ago, I had impulsively sent Alex to the guest room after an argument.
Could it be such a coincidence?