MY WIFE KILLED OUR THREE CHILDREN. I WAS SENT TO DIE
In the frozen, post-apocalyptic wasteland, Arthur Pendelton died a dog’s death. Framed for the horrific murder of his own newborn triplets, branded an abusive monster by a corrupt jury, and exiled into sub-zero exile, he spent his final moments choking on frost and betrayal. Just before everything went black, the chilling truth was handed to him by his wife, Eleanor, and her lover, Dr. Marcus Vance: the children were biological Arthur’s, murdered in cold blood simply to destroy him and steal his wealth. Driven by unimaginable rage, Arthur closed his eyes in the snow—only to gasp awake two months before the end of the world.
Reborn into his past life, Arthur finds himself back in his sunny living room. Eleanor is pregnant, using her belly to manipulate him into mortgaging their home, while Marcus pulls the strings from the shadows. But the gullible, devoted husband they once knew is dead. Armed with the knowledge of the impending global collapse and the cruel monsters hiding behind sweet smiles, Arthur refuses to play their game.
When he uncovers their secret plan to poison him before the sky even falls, Arthur quietly turns their own deadly traps against them. As solar flares threaten to destroy civilization, Arthur launches a ruthless psychological war of vengeance, securing his survival while dragging his betrayers into a living hell.
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Chapter: Chapter 10Arthur chewed slowly, letting the sweet syrup and heavy oil coat his tongue. He swallowed with a deliberate, smooth gulp, his eyes fixed dead on Eleanor’s face.Eleanor stood frozen beside the table, her breath caught in her throat. She stared at his neck, watching his throat move as he swallowed every single drop."Mmm," Arthur said softly, setting his fork down with a quiet clatter. "That’s really quite good, Eleanor. The syrup has a very rich flavor today."Eleanor’s lips trembled. A sudden wave of intense panic and dark adrenaline hit her so hard her stomach churned. She grabbed her mouth with both hands, letting out a wet, choked gasp."Oh... oh God," Eleanor stammered, stepping backward away from the table. Her face had gone completely pale. "Arthur... I... I need to excuse myself."Arthur tilted his head, watching her with a cool, unblinking gaze. "Are you alright, sweetheart?""It’s... it’s the pregnancy hormones," Eleanor choked out, tears of wild anxiety springing to her eye
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Chapter: Chapter 9Arthur chewed slowly, letting the sweet syrup and heavy cooking oil coat his tongue. He swallowed with a deliberate, smooth gulp, keeping his eyes fixed straight on Eleanor's face.Eleanor didn't move. She didn't even seem to be breathing. Her eyes were wide, bloodshot around the edges, her pupils dilated as she stared at his throat, waiting for the deadly chemical to seize his muscles and tear his heart apart."Mmm," Arthur said softly, dabbing the corner of his mouth with a napkin. "That’s really quite good, Eleanor. The syrup has a very rich... distinct flavor today.""D-does it?" Eleanor stammered, her voice thin and high. She clasped her hands together in front of her apron, her chest rising and falling in shallow, jagged beats. "It’s... it’s a new brand I picked up. I’m glad you like it. Eat more, Arthur. Finish the whole plate.""You really outdid yourself," Arthur murmured. He picked up his fork, cut another generous piece, and brought it straight to his mouth.Eleanor’s tongu
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Chapter: Chapter 8The morning sun broke gently through the blinds, casting long, golden streaks across the kitchen floor.Arthur was already sitting at the head of the dining table, fully dressed, quietly reading the morning paper. He looked relaxed, his posture easy, his face completely free of the tension that had filled the house for days.In his former life, mornings like this had been entirely different. Arthur used to wake up before dawn every single day. He would scrub the kitchen, mop the floors, prepare an elaborate hot breakfast for Eleanor, and leave a loving note on her tray before rushing out the door to work twelve-hour shifts. He had slaved away just to earn a tiny smile from her.Now, he simply sat back, turning a page of the newspaper with a crisp, slow snap.A soft rustle came from the hallway stairs. Eleanor walked into the kitchen, wearing a silk robe.For the first time in weeks, she wasn't scowling. Her usual cold, sharp glare was gone, replaced by a strange, eager brightness. Her
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Chapter: Chapter 7The dim yellow light from the desk lamp burned into Arthur’s tired eyes, but he couldn't look away from the tiny bottle in his hand.His knuckles were white as iron. His fingers dug into the hard plastic, almost crushing it. Printed right across the tiny prescription label was the official seal and signature of Dr. Marcus Vance.Arthur sat frozen in his basement chair, his chest heaving with silent, heavy gasps.How?The question pounded against the inside of his skull like a sledgehammer. How could a woman I lived with for years... a woman who swore to love me... look me in the eye every morning while planning to put venom in my food? How could Marcus stand in my home, act like a professional doctor, and hand her the weapon to wipe me off the earth?A terrible, morbid curiosity took hold of him.With trembling fingers, Arthur slowly twisted the cap. The seal broke with a faint snap. He brought the rim of the bottle just an inch from his nose and took a tiny, cautious breath.The sten
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Chapter: Chapter 6The house was completely silent, swallowed by the heavy dark of midnight.In the small basement office, the only light came from the dim glow of Arthur’s laptop screen. Outside the window, a quiet wind rustled the trees, but inside, Arthur’s mind was racing like a war engine.Spread across the wooden desk were notebooks, maps, and printed documents.Two months, Arthur thought, his eyes scanning the lists he had been furiously typing out. Only two months until the solar flares hit, the power grids collapse, and society falls apart.He muttered to himself under his breath as he checked off items on his screen. "Water purification tablets... five hundred cans of non-perishable food... solar generators... heavy duty locks for the basement door..."For the first time since he woke up in the past, Arthur felt a tiny flicker of focus. A small sense of relief. He had the knowledge of the future. He knew what was coming. He could secure a bunker, hoard supplies, and protect his life before the
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Chapter: Chapter 5The silence in the dining room was so heavy it felt like it could crush a man's chest.Arthur sat quietly across from Marcus, his eyes unblinking, while Eleanor stood frozen near the door frame, her face pale and her hands trembling.Marcus cleared his throat, trying desperately to rebuild his shattered composure. He forced a stiff, professional smile onto his lips, adjusting his tie with a twitchy hand."Arthur, listen to yourself," Marcus said, his voice trying to sound firm and patronizing. "You're speaking in riddles and making wild accusations. You are under a massive amount of stress with the news of triplets, but attacking me won't solve your personal problems.""Stress?" Arthur repeated softly, a faint, terrifying smile playing on his lips. "No, Doctor. I'm not stressed at all. I’m actually quite fascinated by how business works."Marcus frowned, his guard instantly rising higher. "Business? What are you talking about?""Your private clinic," Arthur said, leaning back in his c
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