I Politely Asked My Husband to Die

My name is Diana Morris. My husband Nathan Wright sent me to attend the Taming Course, and two years later, I graduated as the top student.

The day I came home, he was sitting side by side on the couch with his beautiful secretary, Hailey Ramirez.

I obediently knelt and handed the drink to her.

Nathan said, "You'll continue living at home. Hailey is preparing for pregnancy, so take good care of her."

I nodded repeatedly.

He killed my entire family, and now, it's my turn.

I sleep at midnight and wake up at four every day, kneeling to scrub the floor, studying Hailey's tastes and pregnancy recipes, massaging her shoulders and legs, and even serving as a prop for her photos.

Day by day passed, and Hailey finally showed signs of pregnancy.

She said joyfully, "Am I pregnant? That's wonderful!"

Nathan suddenly turned to me, frowned, and asked, "Diana, why are you so happy too?"

Of course, I'm happy.

After all, I am the best graduate of the Taming Course, the most obedient and well-behaved.