My boyfriend scraped his skin after falling into the sea while surfing, and a handsome instructor with eight-pack abs brought him back to the hotel. The handsome instructor stayed there too. In the middle of the night, I went to the living room for a drink of water, and he took advantage of being drunk to pull me into his arms. “Baby, as long as you don't take part in the diving competition tomorrow, you can have anything you want tonight.”
I glanced at my boyfriend, who was deliberately hiding behind the crack in the bedroom door to listen. I never imagined that, to help his childhood sweetheart win the championship, he would hire someone to seduce me. I shoved the man away. “No way. I'm winning the grand prize in this competition.”
When he saw how stubborn I was, my boyfriend tampered with my closed-circuit rebreather the next day. During the competition, my oxygen tank leaked, and I drowned before anyone could save me.
Before the competition, I made one last phone call to my boyfriend. His voice was full of impatience. “Xiang Lan, what is wrong with you?”
“This international solo diving competition is a rare opportunity. It may not mean much to you, but Ji Yan is almost thirty-five. This is his last chance to compete in a diving event.”
“Once the competition is over, I promise I'll cut ties with him and marry you, okay?”
But he had no idea that the event was drawing unprecedented attention. After my death, every call log would be made public around the world. He would face a judgment worse than death.
