When My Husband Wanted a Divorce

On my third dive to search for my husband, I tragically drowned from exhaustion.

When the news reached my husband, he was busy organizing a birthday grab for Ellie's child.

Upon hearing it, he merely let out a scornful laugh.

"What kind of new trick is this? She has a diving license, and she drowned?"

An entire month passed before he finally remembered me. It was right when he was about to marry Ellie.

By then, I had been bloated from underwater, nibbled by fish and shrimp. There were two lives lost--Me and my unborn child.