I Turned His Lie to Ash

Everyone thought I'd lost my mind---my husband just died, and I burned down the factory we'd built together.

But they didn't know that a week ago, I caught my supposedly dead husband embracing his first love, smugly plotting:

"The marriage certificate between me and that stupid woman is fake.

Once I fake my death and she helps me pay off the debts, the factory will still be mine."

I stood behind a tree, my whole body ice-cold, yet I wanted to laugh.

Turns out what I'd desperately protected all these years was never really my home.