Chapter 8 — One Time Love, One Life Hate

My sister glanced at him contemptuously, slammed the door, and ordered the two dogs to be released. Pho Han did not dodge, letting them growl and bite, blood and flesh smeared. He knelt for a day and a night, and when he stood up, his knees were red and swollen, and he could barely lift his legs. Staggering against the wall, he limped back to the old villa of the Pho family. Seeing him covered in injuries, the bodyguard quickly tried to call a personal doctor, but he dismissed him and trudged down to the dungeon. In the cellar, Luc Tuyet was barely alive, her breath was about to go out. The men were either dead or hiding, the smell of blood and stench thick in the air. Pho Han was expressionless and poured gasoline on her body. In Luc Tuyet's eyes of disbelief, he lit the fire. In an instant, the fire engulfed the entire basement. The corners of his lips curled slightly, carrying a smile of liberation. But the next second, that smile stiffened. "Wife... is it really you? I finally see you." He staggered towards me, but was stopped by the devil just a few steps away. The ghost asked me: do I want to forgive him so he can be reincarnated, or let him never be reborn, go down to the eighteen levels of hell, and suffer countless sufferings. I looked into his red eyes and said decisively: "I want him to never be reborn, to fall into the eighteen levels of hell, to suffer hundreds of thousands of tortures every day." Pho Han wasn't angry, he just smiled and looked at me: "Wife, I miss you so much." He reached out to touch me, but before he could touch me, he was dragged to hell by the devil, along with Luc Tuyet. The devil told me to give me a few more days to say my final goodbyes to the human world. I entered the dreams of my parents and sister, so they could forget me and live well. I saw my father gradually recovering his body, my mother regaining consciousness, and my sister living carefreely as before. I smiled with peace of mind, my body gradually became transparent. Before disappearing, I choked up and apologized. It's just that I didn't have time to notice the red eyes of my parents and sister. Goodbye. In my next life, I will never see Pho Han again. RUN OUT OF