My Husband Fake Death, So Did I

Synopsis

When I opened my eyes again, I was back on the day my husband was killed in the car crash. I didn't cry or make a scene; I stayed calm, unlocked my phone, and borrowed 3 million through online loans. The interest kept compounding, and the debt instantly ballooned to tens of millions. I was a full-time housewife. Where would I get the money to repay? I sobbed and recorded a farewell video before jumping into the sea, faking my death. The collectors took my clip and stormed the art exhibition my "dead" husband had opened for his female buddy, demanding payment on the spot. When the bill was flashed, the buddy's perfect persona collapsed. My husband, who had also faked his death, lost his cool. I was gone and my debt was wiped, but he hadn't been erased yet.