Leaving My Husband Who Arranged My Body for His Dead Sweetheart

In the third year of my marriage to Stanley Allen, his childhood sweetheart passed away from illness. He cried until his eyes were red, went overseas and handled his childhood sweetheart’s funeral.

Everyone was laughing at me. They reckoned that when he came back, he would definitely divorce me. After all, if I hadn’t married Stanley, his childhood sweetheart would have surely returned to his side.

But after he came back, his actions were completely different.  Not only did he not ask for a divorce from me, but he loved me even more.

Many people said Stanley was a rake who turned over a new leaf and from now on, he would definitely love me for a lifetime.

It was just … after I stared at the cross pendant around Stanley's neck, I determined to divorce him.

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“Selene Thompson, what exactly do you want to do?” he roared. "Just because I went to handle Xenia Dickson’s funeral, you make a fuss like this?”

Stanley looked at me, his face full of anger and said, “She is already dead, yet you still refuse to let go? What's the use arguing about a dead person?”

I stared at Stanley and said, “I am not losing my mind. I really want to divorce you!” My eyes never left him as I said that.

And my words made his expression turn extremely ugly. At that moment, I could even feel the suppressed anger in Stanley, but my gaze still stayed fixed on the cross pendant around his neck.

Stanley didn’t know that ever since I was young, I had a special ability, I could see the spirits of the dead.

And right now, as I was staring at that cross pendant with Xenia's photo on it, she stood behind him and smiled at me.

Her smile was especially chilling and even her eyes seemed as if they wanted to swallow me whole.

At that moment, I couldn’t help but shiver.

“Selene, I know, it’s my fault. But Xenia passed away overseas; she had no family, so I had to help handle her funeral!”

Looking at me, Stanley suddenly changed his tone and pleaded, “Please stop making trouble, okay?”

“I promise you, from now on, I’ll listen to everything you say! As long as we don’t divorce, whatever you say goes!”

"From this moment on, the two of us will live a good life together as husband and wife!” Stanley's gaze at me was full of pleading.

But all I could feel was extreme coldness and I didn’t even dare to get close to Stanley at that moment.

I pushed him away and said, “Stanley, I know the one you love is Xenia, not me!”

When I said that, I watched as Stanley’s expression turned completely dark. At the same time, Xenia, behind him, also gave me the same icy stare.

“Selene, no matter what, I will not divorce you!”

He looked at me and said coldly, “I know you are throwing a tantrum. Don’t worry, I will forgive your temper and treat you as well as I did before."

I didn’t speak, only stared at the cross pendant on his neck.

At the same time, I understood that if I kept entangling with Stanley, perhaps next time, I would die.

Thinking of this, I smiled faintly and said, “Stanley, sorry, I was impulsive!”

Seeing me give in, Stanley instantly showed a gentle smile and said softly to me, “Don’t worry! Selene, I won’t blame you!”

“I know that because I went to handle Xenia’s funeral, you were unhappy!”

In the following days, Stanley was almost always by my side. I knew he wanted to keep an eye on me.

But all I wanted to do was to leave. Especially at night, when I went to sleep, I could see Xenia’s eyes staring at me, looking extremely terrifying. For me, these days were like a nightmare. Every time, I felt fear and dread.

Finally, since I made no moves for the past few days, Stanley relaxed a little.

“Selene, I’m going out for a while, you stay at home and wait for me!” Stanley said as he looked at me.

Hearing his words, I behaved extra obediently and quickly replied, “Stanley, you'd better go now!” Don’t worry, I’ll definitely wait for you at home!”

My words made Stanley finally feel at ease and he hurriedly left after that.

But as I watched his back while leaving, my heart was already panicking. Because when Stanley left, I even saw Xenia make a turn and smile at me. That smile looked especially sinister, which made me feel even more scared.

I pretended not to see her smile, but kept smiling as I watched Stanley leave, even obediently waving my hand at him.

Seeing my action, Stanley relaxed again and then hurried away.

The moment he left, I immediately packed everything and rushed back to my hometown as fast as possible.

Stanley didn’t know that my grandmother used to be the most famous convent keeper in our place. Since I was little, I followed her and naturally learned some skills.

And this time, I had to leave quickly. As long as I returned to my hometown, I would be safe.

I got into a car, quickly booked a plane ticket and called my cousin in the village, hoping he would pick me up at the airport.

My cousin didn’t waste words and agreed right away.

Along the way, I was extremely nervous, afraid Stanley would notice something was wrong.

Not until the taxi dropped me at the airport did I finally relax. I knew that now, I was truly safe.

After a quick checkin, I gradually relaxed while waiting.

The moment the broadcast announced boarding, I hurriedly carried my luggage and got on the plane.

After landing, I saw my cousin wave at me and at that moment, I was finally at ease.

“Selene, what happened? Why did you suddenly come back?” My cousin looked at me and asked.

“Brian, I need your protection!” I gave him a look as I said that.

After my parents died, the only one who truly cared about me was him. So I was sure he would protect me.

Hearing my words, Brian was instantly surprised, then quickly asked, “What happened?”

“Stanley wants to kill me!”

I looked at Brian and said, “If he takes me away, I will definitely be killed by him!”

Upon hearing that, he immediately spoke, “Selene, don’t worry. No matter who it is, it’s impossible for anyone to take you away from this village!”

His promise finally made me feel at ease.

After returning to the village, Brian sent me back to the old house.

Since my parents’ death, I hadn’t been back for a long time, but now, the place was still clean as new.

Brian told me that every once in a while, he came to clean it up, so my house stayed so neat.

He told me to rest well and assured me that everyone in the village was our own people, so there was nothing to worry about.