My Husband's First Love Murdered My Love

When I was four months pregnant, my husband's white moonlight Michelle came to Maldives to dive and asked me to accompany her.

Thirty meters underwater, Michelle cut my arm with a Swiss knife and pushed me into the shark's bloody mouth. I survived the water with my diving skills, but Michelle was buried in the sea.

I thought my husband would blame me for not knowing the truth, but he hugged me instead and said "Marie, I hope you and the child are okay."

I was moved to tears. He accompanied me in the hospital to wait for the birth and took care of me attentively.