THE HUSBAND THEY MURDERED

Chapter 2: I'll let her

The knife drove into Hart's heart. Blood splashed and splattered on the bed. Hannah didn't let go of the knife hilt, driving it further into his heart.

"I'll kill you and take everything that belongs to you." She growled.

Hart's vision blurred at the edge, his hand slipping, giving up on the struggle as life drains out of his body.

At the corner of his eyes, tears rolled down and the last thought that came to his mind before everything went blank was,

"If I had the chance to live again, I'll make you regret taking my life."

Hart found himself standing at the door of the Crowe family house again. He froze there in shock, his brow furrowing.

"What just happened?" He looked at his Chest , the place Hannah drove a knife earlier. There was no cut. No blood. His confusion deepened. "Did I just come back to life?"

His heart raced, realizing he had really been given a second chance to exist after the woman he loved most murdered him in their master's bedroom.

The inside of the house was quiet. The family must be planning the same birthday surprise, the celebratory disguise to kill him.

It turns out that Hannah had come about his secret. That he wasn't the ordinary man who had been supporting her career from the shadow. He had planned to tell her everything today but she wanted to take everything that belonged to him after she killed him.

His heart tightened. His fingers curled tight at the side in anger. After everything he'd done for the family from the shadow, giving her the world from behind the scene. She hadn't had enough and killing him was the reward she felt befitted him.

Hart's mind processed a quick strategy. He was going to let her have it. He'll let her have it, he'll walk in there and let him use the knife except this time he wasn't going to die.

What she knew about him was only a pinch of who he really was. The most powerful man in the world, hidden behind the scenes, controlling the world's resources.

The name the world knew but not the man.

The first attempt he gave for love ended with betrayal. So again he picked himself up after he was shattered the first time and decided to keep his identity. He had thought Hannah was different. But it turned out she was far vicious.

He pulled out his phone and dialed a number. He planted the phone to his ear.

His eyes were firm with determination. "I need a SFX. A side effect stabbing rig. Right away at the Crowe family house." He said with a commanding tone.

"Yes, Master." The receiver responded reverently.

Two minutes after the call, a car pulled over at the curb and a man wearing black walked out. He gave a deep respectful bow in front of Hart.

"Greetings, Master Blackthorn." He greeted then straightened up. His assistance. Martinez Cross. "Master is there a problem?" He asked with a raised brow.

"The Crowe family knew about my identity." He said, sliding through SFX to his body. If Hannah should stab him, it wouldn't touch his main body. The prosthetic will take the hit and release fake blood.

"How long?" Martinez pressed on, his interest piqued. "you planned to tell Mrs. Blackthorn today."

Hart fixed the SFX to his body and wore his cloth over it.

"She killed me today. I survived." He clipped, voice tight.

"What?" Martinez's jaw dropped in shock. "How..how is that possible?"

"I can't explain that too, Martinez." Hart said, his expression hardening. "Hannah is about to play a dangerous game and I'll allow her. Let's see how far she can go."

He walked towards the door and held the door knob. The crowe family would be waiting inside, completely finished with their plan to murder him but he was already ahead of them.

Hart pushed the door and walked in.