My Wife Paid for My Death

"I won eight million overnight. The first thing I did was rush to the hospital to pay for my son's surgery and treatment.That was when my phone rang. Ian, a coworker from the company, called, "Something urgent came up! You need to get back here right this instant!"My wife, Mara, took the bank card from my hand, and said with an gentle and understanding voice, "You can give me the PIN. I'll take care of our son's hospital bills. Go. Work is important. Don't worry about us."In my previous life, I didn't hesitate one bit. I trusted her completely and hurried back to the office.My son never made it into surgery.Instead, the police came for me. It turned out that Mara and Ian had conspired together to frame me, pinning the crime of embezzling company funds on me. The very money Ian had stolen.With no money for treatment, my son died in the hospital.My parents, shattered by grief, suffered fatal heart attacks one after the other.And I, rotting in prison, ended my life in despair.After my death, my soul drifted to the holiday villas of Moldeves, where Mara was on vacation. I heard her laughing as she spoke to Ian, "That idiot won a fortune and wasted it on that useless sick kid. He dragged me into a miserable life."Laughing even harder, she added, "Now, their whole family is dead, and we get to enjoy wealth for the rest of our lives. Consider it compensation from that idiot! Haha!"Then, I opened my eyes.I was back in the hospital corridor, at the exact moment my wife reached out and took the bank card from me.This time, I still told her the PIN."