Chapter summary: Chapter 5 from the book After My Death, My Husband Who Threw Me Into the Hunting Grounds Went Insane by Conrad Petri
Discover the most important events of Chapter 5, a chapter full of surprises in the acclaimed novel After My Death, My Husband Who Threw Me Into the Hunting Grounds Went Insane. With the engaging writing of Conrad Petri, this Internet masterpiece continues to thrill and captivate with every page.
This forest, my personal nightmare, was nothing but a leisurely stroll for the two of them, well-prepared as they were.
Chloe suddenly covered her nose, grimacing.
"Ugh, what's that awful smell?"
Liam was busy packing up their trophies.
"Chloe, don't wander too far," he warned without looking up.
"Got it," Chloe called back over her shoulder.
And then, she saw it—my body.
My wasp-eaten arm, stripped to the bone, lay in plain sight.
Chloe froze, almost letting out a scream, but quickly composed herself when she realized Liam hadn't noticed.
Her eyes swept over my remains, filled with a twisted satisfaction, as if admiring a job well done.
In a hushed voice, she muttered to herself,
"Good thing I tampered with her clothes. That pheromone worked perfectly—she's almost a complete skeleton now."
So it was her!
Rage surged through me as I watched, helpless. If I could, I would have torn her apart a thousand times over.
But Chloe wasn't finished.
"Too bad I can't let Liam find you just yet. I'm not done having fun."
With a cruel shove, she kicked my body over the cliff's edge. In the process, she twisted her ankle.
"Ow!" she yelped.
Liam immediately dropped what he was doing and rushed over to her.
"Chloe, are you okay?" he asked, his voice full of concern.
Chloe, feigning innocence, replied nervously,
"I'm fine. I just... stepped wrong, that's all."
It wasn't an animal this time. It was a human hand—clean bones with defined joints.
The forest, enclosed by the Bennett estate, was inaccessible to outsiders.
One man, his face ghostly white, stammered,
"Could it be... something happened to Emily?"
Liam's brow furrowed tightly. Instinctively, he denied it.
"Impossible. This has to be one of Emily's tricks."
But his voice lacked conviction, and unease flickered in his eyes.
Just to be sure, he gently reassured the limping Chloe before rallying the group to follow the dog to the site.
They were getting close.
I watched from the shadows, waiting, hoping they'd finally discover the truth.

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