After My Husband Faked His Death, I Arranged for Him to Be Buried in the Snowy Mountains
by Lothar
About This Novel
On Chinese Valentine's Day, my husband, a veteran explorer, invited me to climb Mount Everest, but I accidentally fainted during the climb. When I woke up, I learned that my husband would stay on the snow-capped mountains forever because he saved me. I wanted to look for him, but I was blocked by a group of debt collectors. It turned out that my husband's company owed huge debts due to poor management. I sold all my personal property and worked hard to pay off my debts. While I was having sex in a high-end restaurant, I saw my husband who was supposed to be dead eating steak and drinking red wine with his white moonlight! I rushed forward angrily to question, but my husband kicked me to death. When I opened my eyes again, I was back to the moment I woke up. In this life, I want my husband to really sleep in the snowy mountains!
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