Died in the Rival's House

As I was being dismembered, my husband was planning a trip abroad with his first love.

He hung up on my last desperate call for help before he said, "Can you stop harassing me? It would be better if a disgusting woman like you was cut into pieces!"

Later, the plastic bags containing my minced flesh were scattered all over the city.

Even as the most outstanding forensic doctor in our city, it took him a whole week to barely piece together a human form.

Unfortunately, he didn't realize that the pile of minced flesh belonged to his wife of ten years.