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Then she pulled out a knife and lunged.
Ethan’s face turned pale. He instinctively shielded me and our daughter.
The sickening sound of a blade piercing flesh filled the air.
Ethan’s sister finally realized what she’d done.
She dropped the knife in horror.
I took the opportunity to knock her to the ground.
Nearby tourists came to help and took her to the police.
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I held my daughter, looking back at Ethan lying in a pool of blood.
I laughed, feeling no warmth in my eyes.
Ethan was still conscious, making desperate sounds from his throat.
He struggled to speak, “You… you are…”
“I never forgave you! Neither did our daughter! These past few days have just been a game for us.”
Ethan’s eyes filled with despair and pain.
He seemed to use all his strength to speak again.
But blood kept gushing from his mouth, and he could only make weak sounds.
Seeing him like this, I felt no pity.
Our daughter clung to my shoulder, not sparing him a glance.
I continued coldly, “After all these years, the hurt you and she caused us isn’t something a few days of niceties can fix.”
“You were too naive. Every day, I thought about how to make you feel the betrayal and pain we went through. Now, you finally know.”
Ethan’s eyes slowly dimmed, but he kept staring at our daughter, as if he couldn’t let go.
I remained unmoved, carrying our daughter away, leaving him lying in that pool of blood.
In my arms, our daughter asked, “Mom, will Dad die?”
“Don’t worry, Sweetie, his life or death has nothing to do with us. He got what he deserved.”
Back home, I settled our daughter and began handling the aftermath.
Ethan’s sister was taken away by the police and would face the consequences of her actions.
As for Ethan, the hospital reported that he was in critical condition due to blood loss.
I didn’t visit him. To me, his life or death no longer stirred any emotion.
These days of acting were just to make him completely drop his guard.
Then, at his most complacent moment, I gave him the most lethal blow.
Ethan was resilient and managed to survive.
When I heard this, I felt a twinge of regret.
I contacted the lawyer again, “We can prepare to send him to prison.”
Two months later, just out of the hospital, Ethan was handcuffed.
He would face the law.
I also made public the evidence of his and his sister’s misdeeds.
It immediately caused a sensation.
Lately, I’ve been acting alongside him to make him completely let his guard down. Then, when he’s at his most smug, I’ll strike with the most devastating blow.
Ethan is surprisingly resilient; he managed to pull through.
when I heard this news, I felt a twinge of regret.
I reached out to the lawyer again. “We can start the process to send him to prison.”
Two months later, just as Ethan was discharged from the hospital, he was handcuffed.
He was about to face the consequences of the law.
I also exposed his inappropriate relationship with my sister–in–law.
This revelation caused an immediate uproar.
Amidst the chaos, I left this city, heavy with painful memories, taking my daughter with me.
Here, my daughter and I began a fresh chapter of our lives.
In the new surroundings, my daughter slowly blossomed, no longer haunted by the shadows of the past.
As for me, I worked tirelessly to provide a better life for her.
I knew this was the life we both deserved, one filled with sunshine and hope.
Over a decade later, I saw my daughter off to college.
Suddenly, I noticed a beggar by the roadside who bore an uncanny resemblance to Ethan.
He saw me looking and quickly pulled his hat down.
My daughter asked, “Mom, what are you looking at?”
“Nothing, hurry inside. You don’t want to keep your classmates waiting.”
“Okay, goodbye, Mom.”
When I turned back, the beggar had disappeared.
