Discovering that blooms were vanishing from his wife’s tomb, a prosperous man set up a surveillance camera, and after viewing the recording, the husband was utterly stunned…

You stopped caring, made me wipe the snot of someone else’s child. I’m not a maid. And yet you always demanded homemade borscht.

I married you thinking you weren’t so poor as to make me a servant. But no, apparently you needed a cook, a dishwasher and a nanny. What are you talking about? I just wanted a normal family, a normal life.

We had a cleaner, we had a nanny. But even if so, why? I buried you. I have documents stating you’re dead.

A death certificate. That Kate did indeed die. Now I go by a different name.

I live under a different passport. And for what? For money? Yes, for them. Right now, Jacob just got into your safe.

Now we’ll have enough to leave and live normally the way you don’t know how to, Mike. You never knew how to live. You should have worked, had snotty kids, shelters and helped animals.

You could have amassed a huge fortune. How many times were you offered good bribes? But no, you and your honesty are completely out of touch with life. Everyone lives like this now.

And you’re a fool, a loser. I hate you. Those words brought him to his senses.

He realised what kind of person she was. Suddenly a thought came to him. Better if she had died.

At least the memory would have remained bright. Did you tie me up to rob me? Yes, I knew you would find me. We were prepared for this, but you took so long to find us.

Anyway, I know the safe codes well. And what are you going to do with me afterwards? Kill you. You’ll disappear without a trace.

Understand? And that’s it. And I’ll leave. Everyone will think you just took the money and ran away.

And no one will suspect the widow. An image of Adam and Sophia formed in Mike’s mind. How would they be without him? The investigator who found you through me knows you’re alive.

They’ll catch you and put you in jail. Kate, don’t do anything stupid. Murder will imprison you for a long time.

Take the money and leave. And remember, I still have a daughter. You know that.

You don’t have a daughter. Sophia objectively will be better off in a shelter. Killing you has been my dream since the day of our wedding.

I hate people like you. You ruined my life. Michael sincerely didn’t understand why she was so angry with him.

Yes, not everything was smooth, but not to this extent. Catherine left, and he started thinking about how to escape. He looked around, tried all possible ways, yelled, called for help, but no one came.

Desperate, Michael began to pray, then decided to be cunning, asked to use the bathroom. But once again no one responded to his call. Only towards evening did Catherine and her lover descend into the basement.

That’s it, buddy, wake up. It’s time to die. The dark-haired man with narrow brown eyes said viciously.

Michael asked to use the bathroom, but he was simply thrown into the trunk of the car. Jacob turned out to be stronger than he seemed. He lifted the bound Michael and effortlessly placed him in the trunk.

In doing so, Michael was severely injured. His legs and arms hurt like hell from the ropes. The road tossed him inside.

He clearly understood that these were his last minutes of life. What to do? He began to recall the happiest moments of his life. Some from childhood, some from adolescence, victories at competitions, the smile of the most beautiful girl in class, a diploma with honors.

Then his adult life, the army, where Mike went by his own will. It was hard there, and he regretted his decision to serve many times, but in the end he was proud of himself. Then all the good memories were already associated with Kate, and after that with Sophia, with Adam.

How would they manage without him now? His thoughts were interrupted by the sound of the engine dying down. The shaking stopped, the car stopped. Soon there were the sounds of doors slamming, and a minute later the trunk opened…