Chapter 13 — The Day I Take It All Back

When I ran to the hospital... What I saw was a chaotic scene. The hospital hallway was filled with people. Vuong Lan — Tran Hao's mother — seemed crazy. She sat on the ground, rolling around, screaming and cursing.

“Killing must pay for life!”

“It was the Tu family that killed my husband!”

“You dark-hearted capitalists will not die in peace!”

Tran Dinh stood next to her and pulled her back, crying so much that she could barely breathe. As for Tran Hao... He knelt blankly in front of the emergency room door. His eyes were lifeless like a puppet whose soul had been stripped from him. From lawyer Truong's words, I gradually pieced together the whole incident. After the house was confiscated by the bank... The Tran family had no place to live. They rented the cheapest basement room to live temporarily. From rich to poor... The gap is too big. A family used to spending money like water... How can they endure such a miserable life? Conflicts began to erupt in poverty. Vuong Lan cursed Tran Chinh Duc and Tran Hao every day for being useless. Tran Dinh complained because he had no money to buy new bags or new clothes. As for Tran Hao... After a series of shocks such as losing his job, being ruined, being betrayed by his lover, leaving empty-handed... His spirit was on the brink of collapse. The last straw that crushed the camel... was the enforcement notice from the court. They were ruled to repay more than 3,000,000 yuan of illegally appropriated money over the years. That is a number that they cannot pay in their entire life. After a fierce argument with Tran Hao... Tran Chinh Duc suddenly suffered a brain hemorrhage and collapsed. It was too late to take him to the hospital. Vuong Lan put all the responsibility on me. As soon as she saw me appear... She immediately seemed to see her sworn enemy. She violently pushed Tran Dinh away and madly rushed towards me.

“This bitch!”

“You pay for my husband's life!”

Lawyer Truong and my bodyguards immediately blocked the front and stopped her. I looked at her face distorted by pain and hatred. There is no more hatred in my heart. There was only a feeling of bone-deep fatigue. I calmly spoke up.

“Mr. Tran's death is a regrettable matter.”

“But putting all the responsibility on someone else…”

“It's impossible to bring him back to life.”

“It's you!”

“You killed him!”

She struggled frantically.

“If it weren't for you doing such a cruel thing…”

“If it weren't for you forcing my family to the end…”

“How could he die!”

“Pressed to the end?”

I laughed coldly.

“A while ago…”

“When you all sit in the living room…”

“Using the attitude of judging criminals to force me to divorce…”

“Have you ever thought…”

“Are you forcing me to the end?”

“When you guys took money from my house…”

“Spend with peace of mind and comfort…”

"And you turn around and criticize me for not being worthy of your son..."

“Have you ever thought…”

“What is called chasing and killing completely?”

“Vuong Lan.”

“Remember this carefully.”

“The thing that crushed the camel…”

“Never the last straw.”

“But all the straw he had to carry on his back.”

“The death of Tran Chinh Duc…”

“It wasn't caused by me.”

“It's because of your own family's greed.”

My words were like sharp stabs of a knife... Ripping off her last layer of disguise. She was stunned. Stop struggling. Just looked at me bewildered. I don't want to stay in this stuffy place any longer. Turn around and prepare to leave. The moment I turned my back... Tran Hao - who had been kneeling on the ground - suddenly stood up. He rushed in front of me. His voice was as rough as sandpaper scraping across his throat.

“My father is dead.”

“Are you satisfied now?”

I looked at him. Looking at the man I once loved deeply. In his eyes right now... There is no more pain. There was only emptiness and venomous hatred that seemed to seep into the bones.

“Tran Hao.”

“Get away.”

“I don't avoid it!”

He was suddenly agitated. One hand squeezed my wrist. The force is terrifyingly strong.

“My father is dead!”

“My house is gone!”

“Even I have become a laughing stock!”

“It's all thanks to you!”

“You ruined everything for me…”

“Do you want to just leave now?!”

“What else do you want?”

I tried to push his hand away but couldn't escape.

“What do you want?”

A devilish smile appeared on his face.

“I want you…”

“Buried with my father!”

As soon as he finished speaking... He suddenly reached into his pocket. He pulled out a knife that flashed silver. It's a fruit peeler. A series of panicked screams were immediately heard around. Lawyer Truong and his bodyguard's faces changed at the same time and immediately rushed forward.

"Tran Hao! Calm down!"

“Don't anyone come near!”

Tran Hao screamed madly. The cold tip of the knife pressed against my neck. That cold feeling made the blood in my body freeze.