My Boyfriend Left Me to Die in the Desert for His Fake-Sick Best Friend Chapter 06

My Boyfriend Left Me to Die in the Desert for His Fake-Sick Best Friend Chapter 06

But no matter how many times they tagged my account, my status remained offline. 

The next day, Ethan went to my rented apartment looking for me. 

Nothing inside suggested I had ever come home. 

“You think hiding somewhere else will make me worry? Dream on.” 

He stuffed everything I owned into garbage bags. and dumped them in the trash room at the end of the hall. 

Then he took out his phone and sent Claire a voice 

message. 

“Claire, are you ready? I’ll pick you up and take you to the downtown hospital for a full checkup.” 

At the same time, deep in the desert, a federal geological survey crew was collecting routine soil samples. 

One of their detectors suddenly began shrieking. 

“Boss! We found something over here!” 

Half an hour later, deputies from the local sheriff’s 

office and a medical examiner arrived at the 

scene. 

After completing the preliminary examination, the 

medical examiner announced the findings. 

“She’s been dead for more than forty–eight hours. 

She suffered catastrophic dehydration and 

prolonged exposure to extreme heat. Her organs 

had already begun to fail before she died. By the 

end, she probably didn’t even have the strength to 

twist open a bottle cap.” 

An officer found my ID. 

“Erin Carter. Female, twenty–five.” 

At that same moment, Claire was sitting on a 

bench at the hospital. 

She held her paperwork and leaned against 

Ethan’s shoulder. 

“Ethan, Erin must still be angry. Maybe I should 

record an apology video and send it to her. We’re friends, after all.” 

Ethan held her hand down. 

“Leave her alone. She’s still using her 

disappearance to force us to give in.” 

The moment he finished speaking, a call from the sheriff’s office came through. 

“Is this Ethan Walker? This is the sheriff’s office near the desert. We found a woman’s body deep in the wilderness. The ID on the victim belongs to Erin Carter. You’re listed as her emergency contact. Come in immediately and identify the body.” 

Ethan did not panic; instead, he laughed. 

“Erin, you’re so desperate to drag me back that you’d fake this too? You hired someone to impersonate a deputy? Listen carefully. Even if you claim you’re dead, I won’t shed a single tear for you.” 

The officer on the other end raised his voice. 

“You think this is some kind of joke? The victim died from catastrophic dehydration and 

multiple–organ failure more than forty–eight hours 

ago. Get over here and identify her. This is not a 

game!” 

Ethan replied coldly. 

“Fine. If you insist this is real, send me the 

address. I want to see how far she’s taken this act. 

I’m coming now.” 

Ethan hung up and left the hospital with Claire. 

He drove straight to the sheriff’s office. 

On the way, he sent Mike a voice message. 

“Erin hired someone to pose as a deputy and trick me into identifying a body. Come to the sheriff’s office. We’ll confront her and expose the whole 

act.” 

Mike immediately replied in the group chat. 

“Ethan, she’s actually faking her own death now? 

She’s completely lost it. We’re on our way. Today, 

we’ll confront her and expose the whole act.”