Even Death Couldn't Set Me Free Novel by Diana. L _ Novel




Even Death Couldn't Set Me Free Chapter 01

For over twenty years, Brandon Dawson had been the golden boy.
His whole life changed when, at twenty-five, he ignored everyone's warnings and married me—a woman with severe mental issues.
I couldn't stand him interacting with anyone else.
So I sabotaged his work and ruined his business dinners.
When he finally reached his limit and asked for a divorce, I locked him inside the house for a month.
At first, he tried to reason with me calmly.
In the end, he completely broke down and lashed out. "There's something seriously wrong with you, and you're dragging everyone down with you.
"Yvonne, you're going to die a miserable death!"
One month later, I died unexpectedly in a hidden room in the basement.
The police broke the lock and rescued Brandon, barely conscious.
No one knew where I was.
His parents, Atticus and Eliana Sawson, were distraught and accused me in front of the officers in tears.
"Look what that lunatic has done to our only son! She must be held legally responsible, no matter what!"
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The case exploded into national headlines.
The Sawson family was one of the country's most prominent pharmaceutical families.
And Brandon was the genius everyone placed on a pedestal.
Reserved by nature, he had an extraordinary talent for drug development.
But the same man countless people admired now stood disheveled before a wall of cameras, needing support.
He'd never even had so much as a hint of a romantic rumor before.
Now his designer shirt was wrinkled, with two buttons missing.
A dark bruise covered his neck, like a fading hickey.
The corner of his lip was split. His face was pale, and his eyes were sunken.
I hovered above, watching the camera flashes go off nonstop.
Brandon frowned and shot a warning look toward the reporters.
But he looked too weak for it to carry any weight.
The shutters clicked even faster.
Only when officers stretched out the police tape did the media finally back off.
Tears streamed down Eliana's face, and Atticus wore a grim expression.
An officer asked, "The homeowner, Ms. Yvonne Adkins—"
"She's a total nutcase," Brandon cut in, teeth clenched, delivering each word with venom.
His eyes were full of hatred. His dry lips split, and a thin line of blood appeared.

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