Story3–Chapter 1 

Gas explosion. 

My husband and I were both buried in the ruins at the same time. 

He crazily used his hands to scratch. 

The rescue team was blocked. 

He choked and shouted, “Save Shirley, save Shirley, save her first!” 

Everyone who watched was moved by his infatuation. 

He hoped that he could rescue his beloved wife as soon as possible. 

Only my heart under the ruins gradually grew cold along with my body. 

Shirley Riddle. 

It was his crush’s name. 

Not mine… 

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“Save him, save him, don’t stop me!” 

Behind the thick cement board. 

I heard Robert Griffin’s roar, he shouted, “Shirley is still down there, you guys hurry up, hurry up. 

My nasal cavity and chest were filled with sand. 

Unable to call for help, I could only tap on the stone slab pressed against me to make a sound. 

The rescue team on the head seemed to have been divided into two teams. 

It ran toward me. 

The other team was getting farther and farther away. 

Then, I heard Robert’s roar, “Save Shirley first, save Shirley first.” 

The rescue team seemed to have had a dispute with him. 

“Sir, manpower has been dispatched to rescue your loved one. There are knocking sounds here, indicating the presence of survivors. Please do not obstruct the rescue operation.” 

You guys go over there and save them first, save the people here later, I’ll pay extra! One million!” 

Unable to breathe. 

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I had no strength left to tap anymore. 

Robert exclaimed in surprise, “There’s no sound, the people over here are already dead, hurry, you all go save Shirley!” 

My eyelids grew heavier and heavier. 

The pain of the flames spread throughout my limbs and body, causing spasms of agony. However, 

the narrow space prevented any movement to alleviate the spasms. 

On the ruins, I heard Robert’s anxious voice, “I told you to go save Shirley first. Whoever dies here, 

I will compensate, no matter how much. Do you understand?” 

He roared furiously above my head as if he had gone mad. 

My eyes were moist. 

I couldn’t hold on any longer… 

My husband, at the most difficult time, personally abandoned me. 

That’s it… forget it… 

Chapter 2 

Robert followed the ambulance anxiously. 

The remaining rescue personnel dug for a long time. 

Just then, a highly disfigured corpse was discovered. 

“She is gone.” 

The rescue team shook their heads with regret. 

Another team member angrily threw down his safety helmet, saying, “Damn it, if it weren’t for that 

man’s interference, maybe the survivors could have been saved!” 

The young rescuer suddenly choked up and said, “Even if he wanted to save his loved one, he 

couldn’t stop us from saving others.” 

Someone patted his shoulder. 

“That 

person was obviously in a hurry to save his wife, so it’s normal that he couldn’t be stopped.” 

Out of control. 

My body floated and floated. 

Mysteriously followed Robert. 

Shirley woke up. 

She leaned against Robert’s chest, her eyelashes trembling slightly. 

“I was so scared, I really thought I was going to die.” 

Robert frowned and said, “Don’t talk nonsense, I wouldn’t let anything happen to you.” 

Shirley burst into laughter. 

She pouted, “Robert, my leg hurts.” 

Her calf was burned, about the size of a ping pong ball. 

Now the medicine has been taken and is wrapped in gauze. 

Robert went over and gently blew onto her wound. 

“Why did you go to a restaurant?” 

Shirley’s expression froze, with a hint of panic, “I heard that you loved the food from that 

restaurant…” 

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Robert fell silent for a moment and said, “Don’t run around in the future, it worries people when something happens.” 

Shirley observed him cautiously, and upon seeing Robert calm and slightly relieved, she let out a sigh of relief. 

She approached Robert and gently rubbed his chin. 

“Okay, I won’t let you worry anymore in the future.” 

I floated aside. 

He angrily roared, “She lied, she lied!” 

But no matter how much I shouted, neither of them could hear me. 

I knew that I died. 

But there was still a wave of sourness and bitterness in my heart. 

Shirley went to the restaurant to find me. 

Robert and I were arguing fiercely because of Shirley’s matter. 

During a period of distress, it was discovered that she was pregnant. 

I wanted to make a cheesecake that he loved. 

I didn’t want to argue or quarrel. 

I just wanted to live a good life with my husband and children in the future. 

Shirley burst in at that time. 

She entered the kitchen and went straight to the point, asking me to give up Mrs. Griffin’s position. 

During the argument, she splashed hot oil on me. 

I protected my stomach but stumbled upon the gas equipment. 

So. 

With a loud bang. 

I turned into this ghostly appearance. 

I couldn’t help but cry. 

However, when I opened my mouth, I couldn’t feel any tears except for sadness. 

Ghosts didn’t have tears, it turns out.