Chapter 7 — Female Woman Writes Sentence

Before the case was tried, Zhou Yuatbai's request for bail was denied. The reason is very simple. The social influence is too great, the evidence is too complete. While he was in the hospital recovering from injuries, the police also discovered that he had hired a private detective to follow and secretly take pictures of me. Not just that night. But also from a long time ago. When I go to the company, go to the gym, meet customers, even return home, there are people silently taking photos. On the one hand, he criticized me for not needing him like Tham Mien, on the other hand, he monitored my life to every detail. This made netizens scold even more fiercely. 【This man is so scary.】 【What is the male lead's fate? It should be called a criminal.】 【The sister's knife stab was so good.】 The comments became weaker and weaker. 【The male lead is just a bit possessive.】 【This also proves that he loves the female supporting character.】 【If the female supporting character could have understood him sooner, things wouldn't have turned out like that.】 Seeing this sentence, I almost spit out water. Understand him? Understand how he bought ropes, anesthetics and cameras? This blessing is given to the commenters, do they want to receive it? On the day of the pre-trial meeting, I met Chu Duat Bach in front of the court gate. He lost a lot of weight. The wound has not completely healed, and I can't walk steadily. As soon as he saw me, his eyes immediately turned red.

“Thanh Thanh.”

The lawyer next to me stepped up to stop him. But he still stubbornly looked at me.

“I want to say a few words to you in private.”

I replied:

“Don't want to hear it.”

His voice was hoarse.

“Just a minute.”

I stopped walking. Not because of softness. Just wanted to see how much more corrupt he could be. The lawyer stood next to him, his recording pen still on. Chu Duat Bach seemed like he didn't see it. He said softly:

“During this time, I was always dreaming.”

“I dream of us getting married.”

“But something happened during the wedding and I was kicked out.”

My eyes changed slightly. He continued:

“After that I was with Tham Mien.”

“She always cries.”

“Always say I'm sorry to you.”

“But sometimes I dream of you standing in the rain looking at me.”

His face became increasingly white.

“After that, I died.”

I looked at him coldly. It turns out he also dreamed about his past life. Very good. I needn't be the only one who feels disgusted. Chu Duat Bach's eye sockets turned red.

“Thanh Thanh, that wasn't a dream, right?”

I did not answer. But he seemed to have finally found a reason, and immediately said impatiently:

“I know I was wrong.”

“If I could live again this time, I would definitely not treat you like that.”

I burst out laughing.

“You have come back to life.”

He immediately stiffened.

“But the first thing you did after coming back to life was still throw yourself at me.”

“Chu Duat Bach, your repentance comes one step slower than my knife.”

His face was pale.

"At that time I still didn't remember."

I nodded.

“So it proves that your nature is such a person.”

“It makes no difference whether you have memories or not.”

That sentence made him take half a step back. I continue:

“You don't need to use your past life to embellish yourself.”

“You didn't hurt me because of fate.”

“But because you are a bad person.”

He couldn't say anything. Front wind The court door is very cold. I pulled my coat back on, turned around and went inside. Behind him was the suppressed voice of Chu Duat Bach:

“Tham Thanh, if I have to go to jail, will you ever remember me?”

I never stopped walking.

“Yes.”

He seemed to immediately grasp a glimmer of hope. I turned my head to look at him.

“Every year when the day of law dissemination comes, I will remember you.”

The lawyer couldn't help but bowed his head and coughed softly. Chu Duat Bach's face turned completely gray. On the day the trial opened, the audience seats were filled with people. Many reporters were also present. Mother, Tham Mien and Chu Duat Bach all sat on the defendant's bench. They wear simple clothes. It is no longer the tall and noble master of the Chu family, the wife of the Tham family and the weak young lady. Just three people waiting for the verdict. I sat on the victim's side. Palms sweat. The lawyer quietly asked:

“Stressed?”

I nodded.

“A bit tense.”

She said:

“It's okay.”

“You did a great job.”

I looked towards the defendant's chair. Chu Duat Bach always looked at me. Tham Mien didn't dare look. The way my mother looked at me was the most complicated, a mixture of resentment, hatred, and a bit of belated begging. But I will never accept it again. The trial process took a very long time. Each piece of evidence is presented. Chat history. Surveillance cameras. Medicine purchase history. Video file used to play on the big screen during the wedding ceremony. Statement on mom's computer. There are also truths that I was unable to get in my previous life.