My Husband Cremated His Brother

After eight years of marriage, I could see through his lies at a single glance, but I did not expose him.

As I recalled the miserable life I previously had, I let out a bitter laugh.

Meanwhile, Orland mistook my reaction for reluctance. His face darkened, and he snapped unhappily, “Michelle, do you even have a heart? Although Larrie’s death isn’t directly related to you, it’s a fact that he gave the very last life jacket to you. How could you be so heartless?!”

Tears welled up in my eyes as I laughed. Then, I stared at him coldly.

“Orlando, they haven’t found Larrie’s body even to this day. Why are you so certain that he’s dead?

“Why are you in such a hurry to declare him dead? Don’t tell me it’s because you want him to fake his death and escape the responsibility for causing the dozens of deaths of passengers on the plane with his drinking?”

Right after I finished my sentence, I felt a sharp pain on my cheek.

Orlando had stood up and slapped me hard. He cursed viciously, “Michelle, what nonsense are you spouting?! Larrie is a captain. How could he possibly be drinking?! If you say that again, I’m not going to play nice with you anymore!”

I bit the bottom of my lips hard. I swallowed the rage burning inside me.

If not for the multiple broken bones that kept me immobile, I would have fought back.

I cleared my throat and said gently, “Honey, it’s not that I’m refusing to help Catherine. The fact is, they haven’t even found Larrie’s body. We owe her an explanation.

“Larrie is a lucky man. My instincts tell me that he’s still alive.”

Orlando’s entire body stiffened. He subconsciously clenched his fists tightly.

“Darling, it’s already been three days, and there’s still no news about Larrie. He’s most likely not going to make it.

“While you were unconscious, I already discussed with Catherine. We decided to go to his company and seek help in processing his death certificate tomorrow.

“After that, Catherine and her child will move into our home, and we’ll—”

I interrupted him hastily. “Honey, what are you talking about? How can you give up on Larrie so easily?! He’s your brother!

“Don’t worry. I have friends from professional search-and-rescue teams. I’ll have them put their full effort into finding Larrie!

“Besides, we also need to lodge a police report about this. Then, we’ll reach out to the popular influencers to spread the word. The more people are out there helping us look for him, the better our chances are of finding him.”

Orlando’s expression kept changing. He said awkwardly, “Darling, this is Catherine’s idea too. She doesn’t want to keep searching for Larrie, so maybe we shouldn’t waste resources either, right?”

I gently held Orlando’s hand with my only mobile arm. My eyes reddened as I sobbed. “Honey, you’ve always cared about Larrie the most. Don’t you want to believe he’s still alive?”

“Of course I do! I just…”

Orlando was anxious. He withdrew his hand as he tried to explain himself.

I pretended to act as if my heart ached for him as I comforted him. “Honey, let’s not jump to conclusions yet. We’ll wait until the search-and-rescue teams and authorities give us an official result, alright?

“After all, Larrie is a captain. The airline won’t declare him dead too quickly to avoid unnecessary public backlash.”

Upon hearing my words, Orlando had no choice but to nod in agreement.

“Fine. But we mustn’t inform the police, and definitely not the social media.

“There’s no need to alert the search-and-rescue authorities either. We’ll just wait for the official results.”