His Surprise Was My Family's Funeral

After my husband was kidnapped, I went bankrupt raising the ransom.

For my safety, my parents secretly took the ransom money to rescue him, but they died in a car accident on the way.

I was filled with guilt.

While I was handling my parents’ funeral arrangements, my younger sister received a call from the kidnappers.

To ease my worries, she went alone with the money.

When I nervously arrived at the exchange location, I found my sister barely alive, her clothes torn, locked inside an old warehouse. When she saw me, her eyes flickered with pain and resentment.