Chapter 2 — My Husband Fake His Death To Hurt Me, It Ended Up...

I interrupted him, the corner of my lips curled up into a sarcastic smile.

“President Gu, do you really think… he is good to me?”

The surroundings immediately fell silent. Everyone looked at me - surprised, indignant, confused... and also curious to see a good drama. Snow White froze for a second, a flash of panic flashed in her eyes, but she quickly hid it. She stepped forward, took Co Chan's hand, her voice was as gentle as water.

"Uncle Co, don't be angry. Maybe Van Van was so heartbroken that she couldn't accept the news of Mac Han brother leaving, so..."

“Snow White.”

I tilted my head to look at her.

“Your makeup… is smudged.”

She was stunned and instinctively raised her hand to her face.

“Aren't you tired of acting and crying for so long,” I said calmly?

Her movements stiffened. Obviously he didn't expect me to say it so bluntly. I turned around, my eyes scanning all the people present. Co family's relatives, Co Mac Han's business partners, and even strangers whose names cannot be called. Their eyes are identical. The same question clearly written in it: This woman... based on what makes her laugh?

“I know what you're thinking.”

My voice is not loud, but loud enough for everyone to hear clearly.

"You think that me laughing at my husband's funeral is shameless. You think that I signed the inheritance papers to be greedy for money. You think that I don't have feelings for Co Mac Han... I'm a heartless person."

No one spoke up. But his eyes said it all. I smiled softly, walked to the front of the shrine, and looked straight at the image.

“Co Mac Han and I have been married for three years.”

“I ask you…”

“In those three years, did he really treat me well?”

Snow White immediately spoke up, almost reflexively:

"Of course it's good! Brother Mac Han pampers me like that, buys me a luxury car, buys a big house, puts me in the best hospital, invites the best doctors..."

I repeated each word, my voice light but with a cold smile.

“Buy a luxury car, buy a big house, give me the best hospital.”

I turned my head to look at her.

“Snow White, do you really think… that's good?”

I turned around and looked straight at the crowd.

"Three years ago, I married Co Mac Han. Everyone said, I was Cinderella who met the prince, a blessing from heaven. But no one knew... that wedding was the beginning of my lifelong nightmare."

Co Chan frowned: "What do you mean?" I didn't answer him, but turned to look at Snow White.

“Snow White, do you remember what happened three years ago?”

Her expression immediately changed and she instinctively took a step back.

"Van Van... what... what are you talking about? I don't understand..."

“Don't understand?” I smiled slightly, "That's right, why don't you understand? After all... what happened three years ago, the person who knows best... is you."

The crowd began to stir.

“What happened three years ago?”

"I don't know... perhaps before getting married, Mr. Co had some weakness in her hands?"

“Wait… three years ago the Lam family went bankrupt… I heard it was related to the Co family?”

I heard those discussions, the corners of my lips curled up slightly. Snow White's face became more and more ugly. She turned to Co Chan and asked for help:

"Uncle Co... Van Van is probably too sad, that's why he said nonsense..."

“Talking nonsense?” I interrupted, "Snow White, do you really think I'm talking nonsense... or are you afraid of me telling the truth?"

Her eyes blinked confused, not daring to look straight at me. I didn't ask anymore, just turned around and looked at the photo again.

“Co Mac Han, you think you're dead... is everything over?”

I spoke softly, just loud enough for myself to hear.

"No… this is just the beginning. What you owed me three years ago… I will get it back little by little."

Behind, the sounds of discussion, questioning, and Snow White's panicked explanation were interwoven. I don't care. Just quietly look at the eyes in that photo. The eyes that once made me fall into a place with no way out... now only remained cold. My finger gently touched the tape recorder in my pocket. Snow White's words just now... have been completely recorded. I've been waiting for this play for three years. Now… it's my turn to be the main character. Three years ago, I should have died on the operating table. No one knows. But very soon... everyone will know. Top hot search: "Woman laughing at funeral". Views... have exceeded hundreds of millions. I returned to the Co's villa. This is the "house" that Co Mac Han prepared for me when I was still alive - a villa worth thirty million. In everyone's eyes, I should have been grateful, should have confessed, should have cried for him, should have fulfilled everything of a "good wife". But they don't know... This villa, to put it beautifully, is a home. To be more precise… just a gilded cage. Snow White chased after her, her face full of worry.

"Are you okay? Just now at the funeral..."

I stopped walking and turned to look at her. Snow White stood behind, still wearing a carefully chosen black dress, her makeup so perfect that she looked like she was preparing to step on the red carpet. In her eyes, "caring". But I know, that's just part of her performance.

“Snow White, you don't need to act anymore.”

I said, my voice calm. She paused, a flash of panic flashed in her eyes, but she quickly hid it.

"Van Van, what are you saying? I... I'm really worried about you. You just lost brother Mac Han, you must be very upset..."

“Uncomfortable?” I laughed softly, “Do you think… I would be upset?”

Her expression stiffened. I turned around and continued walking.

"Snow White, three years ago you were the same. In front of me, I played the role of 'good friend', behind my back..."

“I don't have it!” She quickly interrupted, her voice trembling slightly, "Van Van, you misunderstood! I really consider you a friend, a sister! What happened that year... was really not about me..."

“What happened that year?”

I stopped, turned my head to look at her.

"What are you talking about? Is it that you cried more miserably at my wedding than I did? Or is it that you secretly contacted the media and spread the news that I was 'clinging to a rich man'? Or..."

Her expression changed, she took a step forward, holding my hand tightly.

"Lam Van, what do you want to say? Brother Mac Han just passed away, are you treating me like that? I'm your best friend!"

Best friend? I looked at the hand holding me, a glimmer of sarcasm flashed through my eyes.

“Snow White, let go.”

Not only did she not let go, she squeezed even tighter.

"Van Van, I know you're upset, but that's no reason for you to hurt me! How many years have we known each other, how well I treated you... have you forgotten everything?"

Treated well? I really... almost laughed out loud. Three years ago, I was in the hospital for a month, my whole body filled with tubes. Y I said, there was a girl who came to visit me. Just stood outside the door, took a look, took a few photos... then left. I later learned that those photos had become "documents of deep sisterly love" on her personal page. When I was surrounded by the media, she hid behind Co Mac Han and didn't say a word for me. But that night he posted a status line:

“There are people who are flashy on the outside… rotten on the inside.”

And the day I almost died on the operating table... She posted a selfie, wearing a red dress, smiling brightly. The caption has only one sentence:

“Life, if only like the first meeting.”

I pushed her hand away, my eyes cold as ice.

"Snow White, I don't want to settle accounts with you today. But you should remember, there are things... you can't just pretend you don't know and pretend they never happened."

Her face became more and more unsightly, she bit her lip, her eyes turned red.

"Van Van... you... how can you say that to me? I really don't—"

I interrupted.

"I want to rest. Go home."

Having finished speaking, I turned and walked into the villa. Behind, Snow White did not leave. She stood still, staring at my back. In that look, there was no longer any "care" left. Only left... cold. She muttered.

"Do you think you know everything? No... you don't know anything. Brother Mac Han's plan... you don't understand at all."

She took out her phone and dialed.

"Hello, it's me. There's been a change in plans, that girl seems to have started to get suspicious..."

“Yes, take action early.”

She paused, her voice lowered to almost a whisper.

"Remember, we have to act like an accident. As long as it dies... fifty million will be ours."