Chapter 3

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It was ludicrous, laughable!

Not be the other woman?

What about all her provocations in front of me?

Time and again, she chose my flights.

Wearing Mark's coat, his watch, making affectionate phone calls on speakerphone, showing off her "boyfriend's" affections to the whole plane.

A flight attendant couldn't stand it anymore and muttered something as she passed her seat. The flight attendant received a complaint letter immediately after landing.

I even apologized to Sarah, and she slapped me.

"You need to know! I'm not someone you can bully!"

Today was the first time she encountered turbulence on my flight. The turbulence wasn't severe; I could have easily handled it.

But Sarah created a scene in the cabin, claiming the pilot was incompetent, crying, "We're all going to die because of her!"

Flight attendants tried to calm her, but some passengers got rough with them.

I saw it all on the cockpit monitor, my palms sweating.

We landed safely after half an hour. Passengers apologized to the crew, but Sarah coldly retreated to make a phone call.

Hours later, I was in the break room receiving awards from grateful passengers when several bodyguards dragged me away.

They dragged me to Mark's private airstrip, Sarah crying in his arms, Mark's eyes red with anger, slapped me repeatedly.

"Sarah has a fear of heights! And you dared to deliberately fly into turbulence to scare her! You're not fit to be a captain! You're not fit to be a person!

Good! You love turbulence, don't you?! I'll give you all you want!"

The bodyguards tied me to the wing. I screamed in terror:

"Mark! This is going to kill someone!

I'm pregnant! I have your child!"

Mark sneered: "You even lied about being pregnant to escape punishment! I saw you getting an IUD!"

He ignored my pleas and carried the unconscious Sarah into the cabin.

Now, they were kissing, but the assistant rushed in, panicked:

"Mr. Foster! The… the wife… she's cold!"

"Cold? What do you mean?" Mark asked, surprised.

The assistant gulped. "Mrs. Foster… no vital signs…

And… and her body is frozen…"

A tremor flashed across Mark's eyes.

Just as I wanted to see more clearly, his eyes turned cold again:

"She's faking! Just faking!

Sarah is a top pilot, she must have undergone high-altitude training, she's just activating her body's self-defense mechanism, playing dead.

Find a heater, warm her up, once the ice melts, she'll be fine, then she can see me."

The assistant was stunned. "Mr. Foster, Mrs. Foster…"

"Who are you listening to?!" Mark interrupted impatiently.

"Me, or that woman?"

The assistant lowered his head. "I… I'll go get a heater…"

After he left, Sarah pouted. "Mark, don't be so fierce."

"Being near that jealous woman brings bad luck!" Mark fumed. "Look at Lee, he's been around her too much, he doesn't even listen to me anymore!"

"Sarah, remember, don't forgive her apology, that kind of scheming woman needs to be punished!"

My whole body trembled, tears welled up uncontrollably.

I was delusional in thinking that he might regret my death…

It was utterly ridiculous!

I was wrong to believe he loved me!

Mark and Sarah were a celebrity couple.

But Sarah said she was going abroad to study and broke up with him.

To win her back, Mark flew 300 times between countries for a year, until he met me on a plane.

He proposed, saying I was his instant love, his lifelong partner!

After marriage, he wanted me to quit my job and get pregnant.

But I loved flying and didn't want to leave at the peak of my career.

We argued, and then Sarah returned, saying:

"Sarah doesn't know how to cherish! How happy it would be to have a child with Mark! It's Sarah's dream, a dream that can never come true…"

Seeing their renewed affection, I filed for divorce, but Mark refused.

In a fit of anger, I got an IUD, but I was pregnant.

With the child, my thoughts changed. I was considering quitting my job when Mark started to distance himself.

He saw me getting the IUD!

But could he use this as a reason to torment me to death?!

Why?!