After my death, my body was defiled, and my unborn child was sliced into pieces. The person who committed these beastly acts was none other than my husband, a forensic pathologist! To help his "white moonlight"—the woman he truly loved—escape justice, he destroyed evidence on my corpse, which had been disfigured beyond recognition! Yet, everyone thought I deserved to die because he was such a gentle, considerate, and loving husband. Even my best friend scolded me for being dramatic. In the end, my soul and his were sent to the Memory Judgment Platform. When the truth buried deep in our memories was exposed, everyone was dumbfounded. 1 "Once the confirmation button is pressed, the trial cannot be terminated. If anyone regrets and wants to withdraw, they will be executed or denied reincarnation for eternity." "Both parties, please confirm." I was dead. But my soul was transported to the plaintiff's stand. I turned my head, staring at Ethan with hatred, then pressed the confirmation button without hesitation. Ethan looked grief-stricken and reluctant. "Snow, stop being so dramatic! You still have a chance to turn back. As long as you apologize properly and rest in peace, I'll forgive you. I won't press this confirmation button." "Stop being stubborn. Once the trial starts, calling a halt midway means your soul will never be reincarnated!" Ethan's heartbroken expression appeared on the big screen. At this moment, everyone was watching this trial; it was being livestreamed to the public. The comment section was going crazy. "Look, Ethan really is a peerless good man. If his wife wasn't so dramatic, he wouldn't be on this judgment platform. Even now, he's giving her a chance to turn over a new leaf." "This woman named Snow is really cheap. It was clearly her fault. Just apologize and bow her head, and it would be over. She insisted on making a scene all the way to the judgment platform." "If I had such a gentle and considerate peerless good man as a husband, I'd wake up laughing from my dreams. She actually doesn't know how to be satisfied." At this moment, the comments were all accusations and discussions against me, almost one-sidedly supporting Ethan. I showed no expression. These outsiders didn't know my pain at all; they had no right to discuss me. At the scene, Ethan's friends and family all looked at me like I was a fool. "This person is simply crazy. Ethan is famous for doting on his wife the most. She's still stubborn. Truly cheap and dramatic enough." "If she continues, just wait for death. No one has been sent here for years. I really want to know her end." My best friend was tearfully persuading me, as if I were already sentenced. "Snow, wake up, turn back! You are really confused!" Even my own mother was wiping tears, saying earnestly, "You've always been quite obedient growing up. I didn't expect you to be such a troublemaker! A good family has been broken up by you! Turn back." Facing the closest people around me, none of them were willing to believe me. I endured the bitterness and desolation in my heart. "What happened between him and me cannot be explained in a few simple sentences. A trial must be held! Since I chose to send him to the judgment platform, let the absolutely fair trial reveal the truth of everything!" What appeared before my eyes was what Ethan did to my body after my death. He should have spoken for the deceased, but for his white moonlight, he helped the real murderer cover up the truth. He actually put milky white fluid into my lower body, disguising it as an assault by someone else. He even dug out the child in my belly and sliced it. That was his own flesh and blood! Invisible tears flowed down. Even though I was in a soul state, I felt incredibly heartbroken at this moment. This trial must proceed. I want the truth to be made public. 2 "Both parties confirmed." The grand voice echoed throughout the judgment platform scene, filling everyone with solemnity and respect. This was the Supreme Judgment Platform. Its method of judgment was to extract memories from both parties to restore the complete truth of the matter. "Plaintiff Snow sues defendant Ethan for cheating during marriage and abandoning her." "If the judgment result proves Ethan is a good man and the above facts do not exist, Snow will be punished by being denied reincarnation for eternity." "If the judgment result proves Ethan committed the above facts, he will be sentenced to life imprisonment." The presiding judge announced solemnly, "Now, the trial begins!" Fragments extracted from Ethan's memory appeared on the big screen as one of the evidences. In the picture was a high-end restaurant, one of the best in the city, requiring reservations at least three months in advance. Ethan was smiling, his eyes sparkling as he began to arrange carefully. He meticulously prepared a large bouquet of 999 bright red roses. On the dining table was a prepared candlelight dinner. Candles were lit, emitting soft light, and the exquisite steaks all showed that the price was not cheap. On the wall hung delicate small balloons and the words "Happy Birthday" for decoration, making the entire private room romantic and full of warmth. After preparing all this with care, Ethan started making a call. "Where are you? Shall I come to pick you up?" A female voice came from the phone. "Why the rush?! Rushing to die? No need for you to pick me up! I have someone to pick me up naturally." Ethan was nervous upon hearing this. "Is it that rich second generation again? Didn't you say you wouldn't contact him anymore? Why did you start again?" "None of your business!" The phone was hung up. Ethan's original joy and expectation suddenly turned into disappointment. Seeing this, the livestream comments exploded. "This woman really deserves to die! Ethan worked hard to prepare this birthday dinner, bought 999 roses, and booked a high-end restaurant, yet she still put on such a stinky face!" "Ethan is truly a good man! If I met a man who treated me like this, I would be satisfied even if I died." "This woman is disgusting, still hooking up with a rich second generation! I hate this kind of scum woman the most!" "So infuriating, this woman should be thrown into the eighteen layers of hell! Don't even think about reincarnation!" Even the friends and family at the scene turned their spearheads to accuse me. "Brother Ethan has done enough to this extent! Why are you still not satisfied and want to hook up with a rich second generation!" "I think there's no need to continue the trial. Just sentence her directly. Vent anger for Brother Ethan; he really has it tough." "Brother Ethan works as a forensic doctor, dealing with corpses usually. When work gets busy, it's day and night. I think this is the greatest love he can offer. Why are you still dissatisfied? Truly dramatic enough." The look in their eyes towards me was full of disgust and disdain. Ethan's expression seemed to remain calm, but there was a vague flicker of joy in his eyes. The presiding judge banged the gavel hard. "Silence!" His expression looking at Ethan was full of sympathy. As a man, he could understand this loss. However, the trial was ruthless. Everything had to be handed over to the Supreme Judgment Platform. On the judgment platform, a few large characters slowly appeared. "Defendant Ethan, Guilty!" 3 Seeing this, everyone turned pale with shock. "What?! How could Ethan be guilty? That's a visibly good man!" "It's broken. The judgment platform must have malfunctioned. What now?" "Wait, what is this woman's background? Can she influence the judgment platform's decision? So damn shady!" Everyone was filled with righteous indignation and discussed one after another. Especially in the comments, curses were everywhere, the vocabulary used was unbearable to look at. "Silence!" The presiding judge banged the gavel heavily. He looked grim. "The judgment platform is the judgment of the highest will; it is impossible to make mistakes." "Plaintiff, do you have anything else to add?" I turned to look at the presiding judge and responded expressionlessly, "Presiding Judge, reveal the truth." Revealing the truth meant extracting memories from both parties, merging them, and restoring the truth of the matter. The cost was extremely high. The price would be borne by the party judged guilty, costing millions or dozens of years of life. The scene exploded. "This woman got off cheap and still isn't satisfied; she actually wants to reveal the truth?! Seems she really is dramatic!" "So cheap! Disgusting! Shameless!" My best friend was also crying bitterly. "Snow, stop! You've already won a point. Although I don't know how you won, revealing the truth might very well reverse it!" My mom was also anxious. "Snow, don't make trouble! We can't afford the cost of revealing the truth!" The presiding judge also confirmed repeatedly. "Is the plaintiff sure about doing this?" Ignoring all the criticism, I spoke expressionlessly, "Sure." Soon, my memory was also extracted. By the will of the Supreme Judgment Platform, fusion began, and finally, it was presented on the big screen. Everyone held their breath. 4 On the screen, I had just bought a lot of groceries and was riding my small electric scooter home to cook. Suddenly, a red Maserati rushed out from the front. I didn't have time to dodge or brake and was knocked to the ground. A car accident happened. But the Maserati owner had no intention of getting out. He rolled down the window and spat at me. "Are you blind? Do you know how to drive! You scratched my car!" The owner was clearly a handsome guy, but his eyes revealed a sinister look. The cold and beautiful woman in the passenger seat also looked at me with disgust. "So unlucky." I was hit and covered in blood, lying on the ground with no strength left in my body, my face pale, cold sweat all over. I couldn't argue with her at all, only watching helplessly as the car sped away. I called my husband, Ethan, but it took several calls to get through. "Don't you know I'm busy?! Still calling me! Today is Yao's birthday. If there's a delay, can you afford it?!" Yao? Isn't that his white moonlight? "I was in a car accident. Can you come pick me up? I feel so bad..." "Snow! You've really done enough! To be jealous, you specially fabricated such a lie." "Let me tell you, there's nothing between her and me. Your mind is dirty, that's why you think so dirty!" "No... I—" Before I could finish, the phone was hung up. Being hit and covered in blood, I didn't cry. But because of Ethan, I shed two lines of painful tears. The scene changed. The red Maserati that hit me just now appeared in the parking lot of a high-end restaurant. Ethan went to welcome them personally. The one who got out was the wavy-haired beauty sitting in the passenger seat—she was exactly Ethan's white moonlight, Yao. The identity of the Maserati owner was obvious; he was the rich second generation 'I' was hooking up with. Ethan spent months of effort arranging this birthday dinner. But in front of the rich second generation, he was completely dismissed. Before parting, his tone was frivolous, "Remember to go home after eating, I'll wait for you." After speaking, he drove away without looking back. So the truth was, I was hit by a car, while Ethan was celebrating his white moonlight's birthday, ignoring me completely! When this complete truth video was presented, everyone was dumbfounded. Even Ethan's friends and family fell silent. Netizens left comments one after another, surprisingly unified. "Scumbag go die!!"
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