After My Death, My Husband Who Threw Me Into the Hunting Grounds Went Insane novel Chapter 4

Knowing Liam's past methods, I was certain Tiger wouldn't meet a good end.

I broke down, sobbing as I begged him.

"Tiger saved my life. I'll get on my knees, apologize, anything you want—just please don't hurt him."

Liam didn't press the issue further.

Instead, he acted like nothing had happened. He arranged for me to get regular check-ups at a fancy prenatal care center.

He even started cooking for me.

"Here, sweetheart," he said one evening, placing a bowl of steaming broth in front of me. "Try this bone broth I made for you."

Under his expectant gaze, I forced myself to drink two whole bowls.

"How is it?" he asked with a satisfied smile.

I nodded, trying to play along.

But then his smile twisted into something sinister.

"You were really close to Tiger, right? Using him for the broth—no wonder it tastes so good."

The bowl slipped from my trembling hands and shattered on the floor.

Devastated, I blacked out on the spot.

While unconscious, I dreamed of the earthquake that had turned my life upside down.

Back then, I'd been trapped under rubble, with no way to escape. Liam had dug through the debris with his bare hands, cutting them to shreds in the process.

Just when all hope seemed lost, it was Tiger, then a rescue dog, who found me.

After Tiger retired, we adopted him.

I remembered Liam's solemn vow:

The serious expression on his face caught me off guard.

Even though I was already dead, the thought of Liam pointing a gun at me left a bitter taste in my mouth.

The butler approached, holding out a torn piece of fabric.

It was the sleeve I'd ripped on a branch while running for my life.

One of the hunting dogs sniffed the cloth eagerly before bolting into the forest to pick up my trail.

A large group of hunters followed behind, setting out in a grand, chaotic procession.

Anything Chloe took an interest in during the hunt was promptly shot by Liam.

"This rabbit's fur would make a nice pair of gloves for you," he said with a smug grin.

"And that pheasant? Perfect for some soup to keep you healthy."