[The obsessive, gloomy ghost who has schemed for ages and finally gets his way × the innocent, gullible sweetheart who was tricked into becoming his wife]
In a true one-on-one romance, possessiveness only gets copied and pasted. It never shifts to someone else or disappears.
My husband is just too gentle.
In our three years of marriage, he’s never once lost his temper. He never misses a good-morning or good-night kiss.
That is, until I found out that every one of my ex-boyfriends had died in an “accident” before we got married.
With trembling hands, I searched his phone and found the same message he’d sent to each of them:
“Thank you for being with her through that part of her life.
Now it’s my turn to take care of her.”
Just yesterday, he’d smiled and asked me, “Baby, I heard you hired an actor to pretend to cheat on me?”
A cold sweat instantly soaked my back.
He gently held my trembling body and whispered,
“Silly girl. Next time, just have him come see me. Don’t waste money hiring an actor.”
“I’ll personally teach him how to play a dead man.”
The author's writing style is very good. The front part is like a horror movie, and the sense of substitution is very strong 🤦, but the male and female protagonists have always loved each other. It's beautiful and beautiful.