I thought I was being clear, but Susan still didn’t understand. She angrily said, “Are you mentally ill? When did your father ever raise me?”
“Also, what do you think the black market is? You can redeem something just because you want it back?”
“Your father’s body must have been chopped into pieces by now. How can you possibly recover it? Take the money and stop causing trouble!”
My father-in-law wasn’t my biological father.
Not only was he killed for no reason, but he was also charged with fraud. His own daughter even sold his body on the black market, where it was dismembered. Thinking of his tragic fate, my eyes welled up.
“Susan, since you know how the black market disposes of corpses, how could you have the heart to sell my father’s body and destroy it? Are you a beast?”
Susan curled her lips. “He’s your father, not mine. Why should I be so heartless?”
“Besides, the dead can’t feel pain. Being able to make money on the black market demonstrates your father’s value.”
“Who told him to be so careless? Not only was he killed, but he also gave Michael nightmares for days!”
Looking at Susan’s self-righteous attitude, it’s hard to imagine how she would react if she knew the dead man was her father.
Seeing I didn’t say anything, Susan continued:
“To be honest, I’ve long felt your father’s face showed he had a short life. Even if he hadn’t died in the accident, he wouldn’t have lived long.”
“Be content with the twenty thousand you can get now!”
“Hurry up and take the money. Buy something tomorrow and go to the company to apologize to Michael. Let’s call it a day.”
After saying that, Susan left the money and turned away.
Watching Susan’s resolute back,
I suddenly realized that the lawyer who once fought for justice had become corrupt.
This marriage, too, should end.
The next day, I drafted the divorce agreement and went to her law firm.
Upon entering the office, I saw Susan, who suffers from severe mysophobia, kneeling on one knee, gently massaging Michael’s foot.
The look in her eyes was a tenderness I had never seen before. Upon seeing me, Michael immediately feigned panic.
“Chris, don’t misunderstand. I sprained my foot, and Susan was kindly massaging it.”
He pulled his foot back, tugged at Susan, and said anxiously,
“Susan, please explain! I don’t want to lose my job…”
Susan patted his back lovingly, soothing him softly.
“Don’t be afraid. He came to apologize.”