When My Dead Wife Opened the Door

Chapter 3

3,840 words

I stood up, pulling Georgina toward the door. Julian raised his fist and punched me in the face.

"Do you know what kind of big shot Johnson is in Minnesota?"

"If he wants you to shut up, you'd better not even breathe too loud!"

"Would his son be a pathetic loser like you? You're just a lousy chef and you dare to lie to me? Beat him!"

They raised their feet and kicked me in the head again and again.

Georgina was also within their attack range. I shielded her behind me with all my strength, using my back to take all the kicks.

"Williams! Georgina doesn't need your protection!"

Julian bent down, picked up an iron rod, raised it, and brought it down toward my head!

I arched my back, preparing to take the hit, but Georgina suddenly pushed me away.

Julian's rod struck Georgina's calf, leaving a massive bruise.

"Georgina!"

I panicked.

I clenched my fists and punched Julian's nose bridge again and again, madly.

The burly men stepped back, looking at me with fear.

I pinned Julian down. He couldn't break free from my grip. Blood poured from his nose as he grew angrier and more frantic.

"Stop!"

Georgina's shout rang in my ears. I instinctively turned my head.

A wooden stick came flying at me!

"Bang!" A sharp pain exploded in my head. Hot, sticky blood flowed down from above. Stars danced before my eyes.

I staggered and collapsed by the cabinet. Georgina held Julian's face with concern.

Grief and rage filled my heart.

She wasn't calling out to me...

"Crack!" The object covered in red cloth fell from above and landed in front of me.

The red cloth scattered across the floor, revealing what it had been covering.

It was a photograph.

Georgina stood in a pool of blood, smiling. Next to her stood Julian, kissing the back of her hand.

The timestamp in the bottom right corner of the frame was the exact day my wife was raped and murdered.

The photo's title read "Happy Moment."

My heart seized with terror. All the blood in my body froze.

Julian extended his hand and mockingly patted my face.

"Oops. Looks like you discovered the truth."

Georgina rested her head on Julian's shoulder and said to me with a playful smile as I sat there stunned.

"Williams, three years have passed and you're still so stupid."

"You didn't lose your memory..."

The people around us burst into laughter, pointing at me in my grief and mocking me.

"Look at that idiot!"

"He actually believed it! Someone stole his home right from under him and he didn't even know."

Georgina leaned her head close to Julian's ear, her breath like orchids.

"Julian, what if he finds out I faked my death? He stabbed someone to death. What if he stabs me?"

Julian reached out and wrapped his arm around Georgina's waist.

"Then we'll just send him back to prison for a few more years. Or... make sure he dies!"

Julian pulled out his phone and made a call.

"Parker, your father's killer is at my place. If you want revenge, come quickly."

I crawled over and grabbed Georgina's legs.

"Georgina, what are you talking about?"

Georgina lifted her leg, her high heel pressing into my face.

"Williams, you killed someone's father with a knife. We're calling them here for revenge!"

My lips trembled. "Georgina, weren't you raped? Everything I did was to avenge you!"

Georgina laughed so hard she could barely stand. Julian looked at me with amusement.

"But Georgina was never raped. The truth is, you lost your mind and killed someone!"

My standing body began to tremble slightly.

"How could you frame me like this? I killed the pillar of a family!"

Julian grabbed my hair. "Not only that. You also caused a girl who got into a top university to drop out."

I roared, "Julian, I was the one who sponsored you to get out of the mountains! I was the one who got you into the top law firm! And you repay kindness with betrayal?"

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