My Wife Faked Her Death, So I Buried Her Lies

My wife died in a mudslide during her company’s team-building trip.

Yet I wasn’t the least bit panicked, and I was even in the mood to go out drinking.

That was because, in my previous life, I had dropped everything and rushed to the scene of the accident.

After searching for half a month without finding my wife’s body, I could only erect an empty grave containing her belongings.

Before I even had time to grieve, the bank called demanding repayment of a debt, and it turned out my wife had taken out an enormous loan to expand her company.

I was the sole heir to her estate.