Chapter 7 — One Time Love, One Life Hate

Pho Han chuckled, then fiercely pinned Luc Tuyet's head to the ground. "Like you? Luc Tuyet, if you hadn't impersonated A Thanh to donate your kidney to me, do you think I would ever look at you again?" "When I was in high school, there were countless people who gave me water. What kind of person are you?" "You bitch, don't worry, I won't let you die quickly. I will make you step by step experience all the pain that my wife has endured." "You don't like to be selfish." harm yourself? I will satisfy you.” 8 The blade cut Luc Tuyet's face. Immediately, her face was covered in bright red blood stains. Pho Han still didn't think it was enough, so he ordered his bodyguard to bring acid and sprayed it directly in her face. The pitiful scream echoed throughout the dungeon. His eyes were filled with darkness, then he threw her to the other men. Those who had been tortured to the point of extreme fear by the bodyguards, now seeing the mastermind right in front of them, immediately gathered all their anger to return it to her. I quietly watched Luc Tuyet being engulfed in the crowd, the scene from that year constantly replayed in my mind. When I called out to the heavens and the sky did not listen, I called out to the earth but they did not listen, Luc Tuyet was still standing by the side filming the video. Now, there was no longer any smugness on her face. Pho Han did not immediately kill them, but let them live, each day immersed in pain and fear. He came to my grave and wanted to repair the stele himself. But when he saw that the tombstone was still intact, he understood clearly that under that grave, my body had long been destroyed. He knelt in front of the grave, repeating the past word by word: "Wife, I'm sorry... I'm too stubborn, how can I not believe you? Why do you doubt my love for me?" In the sky, a loud thunder boomed, rain poured down, drenching his whole body. However, he didn't know anything and just cried bitterly. I remember very clearly, there was a time when his eyes always stopped at the spider lily tattoo on my waist. Thinking back now, at that time his eyes were not gentle, but burning hatred. After that, Pho Han came to my house. My father's whole body was in a cast, like a mummy. My mother was in chaos, her throat was damaged by the needle, and she could only make a hoarse sound. Seeing him, my sister was immediately alert and ordered the bodyguard to stop him outside the door. This bodyguard was just hired, only because he was afraid that he would go crazy and come looking for him. Pho Han did not step through the door, but knelt right on the porch. "Dad, mom, Tieu Vi... everyone, don't be afraid, I'm here to atone." My sister was indignant, picked up a baseball bat and hit him hard: "Atonement? Pho Han, what you've done, can you erase it all with just one word of atonement? My dad got ulcers all over his body because of you, my mom went crazy and became silent because of you, and my sister can't return forever because of you. Even her remains, brother." I won't let you go!" "So many sins, what will you use to atone for them?" Pho Han's face was painful. The wooden stick fell on his back, tearing his skin and red with blood, but he didn't seem to feel any pain, just silently receiving each blow. "I know, nothing I can do can compensate for the damage I caused. Tieu Vi, I've found a lawyer to transfer the assets. After I die, all the assets under my name will belong to the Ky family." "There's only one request... please let me be buried with A Thanh." My sister sneered sadly: “Never.” His eyes were completely gloomy, muttering: "That's right... A Thanh must have hated me to the core, why would he still be buried with me..."