My Marriage Was A Trap, My Death Was Their Celebration

Synopsis

"Rosalyn, you've done nothing for this family. How dare you lock the door? Hand over some of your family's money for Harry's wedding right now." A sharp, venomous voice rang out, followed by violent kicks against the door. It was her mother-in-law, Lauren Jenkins. Rosalyn had been married into the Jenkins family for three years. The warehouse door rattled violently under the blows, ready to give way at any moment. Inside, Rosalyn lay curled on the cold floor, bound tightly with rope, unable to move. Tape sealed her mouth shut, leaving her only muffled cries. Flames had already reached her dress, searing her skin with unbearable pain. Thick smoke filled her lungs, each breath tearing through her chest. Beyond the door, Lauren's cursing was still going on, mixed with a cold voice Rosalyn knew better than anyone. Charles Jenkins, the man she had loved for five years and been married to for three. He said, "Mom, stop. She's not getting out of here anyway. Once she's dead, everything from the Sutton family will be ours." "You're right." Lauren's tone shifted instantly, turning fawning. "You really did a good job fooling her and draining her parents' company dry. "The Sutton family is bankrupt now, and her parents are gone in that accident. She's useless to us. It's good she's dying. Then you and Vera can finally be together." Vera Lopez was Rosalyn's best friend, the girl she had grown up with and the one she treated better than anyone in the world. Rosalyn's eyes turned bloodshot, tears streaming down her face, stung by smoke. Her heart felt like it was being crushed, squeezed so tight that she could barely breathe. Only then did she finally understand everything.