Framed: I Sent the Real Culprit to Hell

Summary

I beat my wife—the one who swore she loved me more than life itself—and put her in the hospital. Then I walked into the nearest precinct and turned myself in, ready to go to prison.

I did it because, in my past life, the great love of her life came back to town after his divorce.

First, he had a meltdown at Tiffany's, smashing a display case to pieces. Then, he fled the scene in his car, lost control, and caused a massive pile-up.

Later, the Tiffany's store manager and the drivers from the crash all came to me, pointing their fingers, swearing I was the one responsible.