My Fiancé Faked His Death to Trap Me,Ten Months Later, I Destroyed Him

After I nearly bled to death giving birth, my fiancé Giles Simmons came back from the dead.

He bounced the baby in his arms, his tone breezy, almost amused.

“Surprise, babe. Happy anniversary. Like your gift?”

“The car accident was fake, by the way. The whole thing was staged.”

I held myself upright by sheer will, my body still wrecked from labor, and thought of the ten months of agony I'd survived alone. My voice shook when I spoke：

“Why? Why would you do this?”

Giles didn't even glance up：