Three Years After My Death, My Fiancée Performed My Autopsy Herself

Three years ago, I was a hotshot star lawyer.

But while visiting a victim, I was ambushed by my fiancée’s first love.

He smashed my face with a rock, shoved my body into a suitcase, and sank it in a river.

After that, he used my name to extort money from the victim, then framed me for fleeing with the stolen cash.

My fiancée believed every word he said and even testified in court, ensuring I would be remembered as a disgrace.

Three years later, the river dried up during a drought, and someone found my bones.