So What If My Husband Isn't Human?

The Bai family’s adopted son, missing for three years, has been found.

From the day Xie Zhili was brought back, strange things began happening in the Bai family and throughout the upper circles of Haicheng.

Some people saw those who had been dead for years standing right before them.

Some were run over by driverless cars and had both legs crushed, never to stand again.

Others, dazed and confused, jumped from the eighteenth floor and splattered into a heap of mangled flesh.

Everyone said the Bai family hadn’t found the child they had raised for more than ten years. They had found a demon wearing human skin.

Xie Zhili remained unmoved.

Three years later, the boy’s appearance and build had not changed in the slightest. Cradling a black cat with green eyes, he stood before curtains that stirred in a windless room, watching everyone coldly.

They were right.

He was most certainly not human.

He was a monster with no heartbeat, returned from the realm of the dead to take revenge.

The windless curtains fell still.

Two deathly pale hands appeared out of thin air and wrapped around Xie Zhili. The handsome demon’s voice was bewitching:

“Darling, would you like me to take care of them for you?”

Xie Zhili lowered his eyes to the well-behaved black cat in his arms. Reflected in his pupils was an old cat skeleton.

“No.” The boy’s lips curled into a smile.

A quick and painless death was a merciful escape.

He wanted everyone to live, to live through everything he had suffered.

To wish for life but not be able to live, and to wish for death but not be able to die.