When the Plane Crashed, My Pilot Husband Directly Snatched My Life Jacket Away Chapter 2

As a result, many uninformed members of the public believed I deserved such severe injuries.

Some even publicly stated that I should have been dismembered and killed when the plane broke apart.

My personal information was released online.

During my hospitalization, countless media outlets and social media influencers wanted to get a first-hand interview with me, constantly harassing me.

The hospital could only tell them I hadn't fully regained consciousness and was still in a coma, blocking them from entering.

But Samuel, as my husband, never showed up.

Looking through those reports, I learned that Samuel had been named an outstanding pilot and everyday hero for his rescue efforts.

He even did interviews with his first love Olivia, the two of them playing off each other, claiming that I had obstructed their rescue efforts.

And that I had always been suspicious of their pure friendship, deliberately using Samuel's name to board the plane.

All because I was jealous.

They said it was my jealousy that nearly endangered everyone on the plane.

There were even people online starting to ship them as a couple, with captivating videos that even had me mesmerized.

As I was watching, the attending physician walked in.

"I see your spirits have improved a lot, you're even interested in shipping your husband with someone else?"

I closed my phone and cooperated with his examination.

A whole patch of skin on my arm had been burned off, and every dressing change felt like death.

He looked at it and said: "Logically, sitting in the middle, you should have been among the first group to escape. How did you end up burned so badly?"

"And why are there marks on your hands as if you were tied up?"

I looked at the attending physician. "I've been following the news for so long, why haven't I heard anything about the black box?"

"It hasn't been found yet, after all it fell into the sea."

I shook my head.

It would be found soon.

Once found, everything would become clear.

In my previous life, Samuel's accident happened just before it was found.

At that time, I really thought he was distracted by guilt over me, causing him to be hit by a car and die.

Only later did I learn that it was because the black box had been found, and the fact that he had illegally allowed his first love into the cockpit and pushed me out to die was about to be exposed.

After enjoying being adored by people for so long, he couldn't accept going from heaven to hell.

"Once the black box is found, everything will be clear."

"Alright!"

Not long after the attending physician left, Samuel arrived.

Olivia was following behind him.

Seeing their matching couple outfits, I turned away in disgust.

But Samuel sat down beside me and said: "Now that you're awake, do an interview and say what I tell you to."

He tossed a notebook at me, hitting my hand.

Using an imperious tone, he said: "Just take responsibility for everything yourself. It's not like they'll do anything to you anyway. It'll save my job and help Olivia get reinstated too. It's a good thing."

A good thing?

I couldn't hear anything good about it.

He put the nearly wilted flowers he was holding into my vase.

"As long as you obediently say what I tell you, I won't divorce you. You'll still be Samuel's wife. If you don't..."

He glared at me before continuing: "We'll have to get divorced."

This kind of threat had existed since I married him, and it had always worked before.

This time he thought it would work too.

Olivia stood to the side, looking at my injuries with disdain.

But she put on a pitiful act and said: "Sister, you really misunderstood. Samuel and I are just ordinary friends. If you hadn't boarded the plane this time, none of this would have happened. So... please, do me a favor. After all, you were in the wrong!"

I didn't board the plane?

I was on that flight because of a sudden work assignment. The company booked the ticket for me.

The HR department even specially grabbed this ticket for me, considering that my husband Samuel and I lived apart most of the time.