I Faked My Death to Watch Her Fall Apart — Novel

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In a world where love and betrayal intertwine, Carson Archival faces the ultimate test of loyalty. After a shocking revelation of infidelity, he finds himself trapped in a marriage that feels more like a prison than a partnership. Primrose, his wife, clings desperately to their past, weaving a tangled web of lies and manipulation as she struggles to salvage what remains of their shattered relationship. Can love truly endure such betrayal, or will it crumble beneath the weight of deceit?

When Carson decides he can no longer bear the pain, his plan to fake his own death becomes a desperate escape from the chaos Primrose has unleashed. But as he prepares to disappear from her life, he is confronted by the haunting memories of their once-happy union. Will he find peace in his self-imposed exile, or will the shadows of their shared history pull him back into Primrose’s orbit?

With stakes higher than ever and tensions simmering, Carson must navigate a path fraught with emotion, vengeance, and the haunting question: What does it take to truly sever ties with the person who once held your heart? As secrets unravel and loyalties are tested, the line between love and revenge blurs—leading to an explosive confrontation that no one saw coming.

I Faked My Death to Watch Her Fall ApartChapter 1

On the night of our eighth anniversary, Primrose Archival slept with her male assistant.

After it happened, she looked at me with reddened eyes and whispered, “Honey, I was set up. He’s already been fired.”

To prove her innocence, she held a knife to her abdomen and slashed herself.

I had no choice but to forgive her.

But two years later, that same male assistant, Gideon Cortez, sat across from me in a café, tossing photo after photo onto the table, each one more intimate than the last.

“On Thanksgiving, she told you to go on a business trip, didn’t she? In truth, she spent the holiday with me and our child.”

“And your birthday? She said there was a company crisis and she couldn’t make it back. That night, we had a candlelit dinner and then stayed in a couple’s themed suite.”

“And on your tenth anniversary? We went to the hot springs. Used up two whole boxes of condoms.”

“You really think she still loves you? Wake up. She’s addicted to my body. Our kid is nearly a year old now…”

I nearly clawed my palms raw. She hadn’t just betrayed me. She’d given him a child.

I couldn’t take it anymore. I demanded a divorce.