After My Wife Buried Our Daughter Herself — Novel

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In the wake of unimaginable loss, Lucas finds himself grappling with a world turned upside down. His wife, Maria, has seemingly abandoned their family at the worst possible moment, opting instead to attend a party with her former flame, Logan. As Lucas stands at the threshold of grief, he is forced to confront not only the death of their beloved daughter, Stella, but also the chilling realization of Maria's true priorities. How could she be so detached when their lives have shattered?

With each passing day, the distance between them widens. Maria's obsessive loyalty to Logan becomes a bitter reminder of her past, while Lucas wrestles with the suffocating weight of betrayal. As he navigates the cold reality of their fractured marriage, he must decide whether to cling to the remnants of a love that feels more like a memory than a promise. Can a heart so broken ever heal? Or will the search for justice and closure lead Lucas down an even darker path?

In a tale woven with tension, longing, and the quest for redemption, the question looms: Is it too late for love to rise from the ashes of tragedy, or will the ghosts of the past keep them forever entwined in a cycle of pain?

After My Wife Buried Our Daughter Herself1

My wife Maria attended her first love's birthday party, leaving her two-and-a-half-year-old daughter alone at home.

The door was unlocked.

Our daughter Stella cried for Maria and went out alone, but was hit by a speeding truck and passed away.

When I saw Stella's dead body in the hospital, I felt heartbroken.

Unexpectedly, Maria said drunkenly, "It's okay, we still have a chance to have children in the future, don't disturb my party with him."

I was so angry that I slapped her in the face.

"Maria, are you sure you're Stella's biological mother?"

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After three years of marriage, Maria and I had a two-and-a-half-year-old daughter.

Stella was our only child and my spiritual support after getting off work every day.

She had always been my sweetheart, until today when the hospital sent me a message saying that Stella had died!

My heart was even colder than the words.

The moment I saw the news, I felt like I was falling into an icy cave and rushed to the hospital without looking back.

On the way, I sent a message to Maria, asking her to rush to the hospital.