He Hid His Mistress in a Suitcase

My husband was sleeping with his company's intern.

He actually smuggled her into our apartment inside a giant suitcase just for some sick, kinky thrill.

In my past life, I woke up in the middle of the night to get a glass of water and caught them red-handed.

When I confronted them, my husband panicked.

He pushed me out of our twelfth-floor window. I fell to my death instantly.

After I died, he used my inheritance to marry that intern.

But when I opened my eyes again, I was back to the exact day my husband dragged that massive suitcase home.

He looked at me nervously and warned: