I Died in the Garden He Made for His Lover

Everyone knew the flower seeds in the garden at Hillside Estate were the ones my parents died to protect. They were my lifeline—the only thing left of them.

Years ago, William spent tens of millions importing a climate-control system and specialized soil from overseas, all so I could cultivate those seeds.

An entire villa, not for living in, but for me to grow my flowers. That was how William proposed to me.

People on the outside laughed, called me flower-obsessed like my parents, said I truly had inherited their mission, that even William wasn't as important to me as those flowers.