Chapter 227: Chapter 227 Letter

The sky began to drizzle softly, and it was gradually becoming stiflingly hot.

Summer was approaching step by step.

In the neighborhood, the rumors about the Cheng Family were increasing day by day.

People felt even more sympathy for Zhao Haishuang.

Faced with the death of her son and the imprisonment of her husband, this pitiful woman seemed to have aged ten years overnight.

And not only that, Cheng Guomin’s assets were also set to be confiscated.

Including the house they currently lived in.

Zhao Haishuang felt as if the sky was collapsing.

Having been a wealthy, high-society lady for so many years, she had never imagined she would end up in such a state.

Though she still technically owned some assets and had purchased a couple of properties in the past, what good were these meager possessions?

She had lost an entire family, and she had also lost her husband and son.

Emotionally overwhelmed, Zhao Haishuang broke down and fainted from crying.

Her relatives rushed her to the hospital.

Just a few days later, officials notified Zhao Haishuang to start packing up her house, as they were preparing to confiscate it.

Forcing herself to pull it together, Zhao Haishuang began packing up the house.

The decorations in the house had remained unchanged; even though Cheng Huai had passed away, Zhao Haishuang couldn’t bring herself to touch his belongings, keeping everything as it was so she could preserve some semblance of him.

But now, she had no choice but to move out.

She hired movers to take everything away. Even items that were practically useless, she insisted on keeping. Just having these things gave her a sense of solace, a way to hold onto the past and live through the rest of her life with some small trace of memory.

After clearing out the other rooms, she stood at the doorway of Cheng Lie’s room.

the door,

with, but back then, learning that her son’s treatment had been delayed because of Cheng Lie, costing him his chance at survival, Zhao Haishuang had demolished

his wardrobe—she smashed them

all of those remnants were piled on the floor, left untouched by

Zhao

"Clear everything out of here. Anything usable, take it for yourself. Anything useless,

think

to this, she wouldn’t have followed Cheng Guomin’s

was just too lucky. He should’ve died back then along with his mother. How did

was too late for anything now. Her whole family had fallen

Zhao Haishuang packed everything up and

still had to scrape by and live her life somehow, even

packing and was about to leave, the cleaning lady stopped

here. Do you want to take a look?" The cleaner

letter in his room? Zhao Haishuang frowned and took

The first line on

Haishuang, are you

down her spine. How could Cheng Lie have known this letter would

ruined, your son is gone, your husband is in jail. It must hurt terribly, doesn’t it? Live well now. Experience the kind of pain

read: "I’ll

letter, even though it was broad daylight, Zhao Haishuang felt a cold shiver crawl down

handwriting was neat and

didn’t match the Cheng Lie

filled Zhao Haishuang with

of the letter were even more frightening. He had left long ago, before Cheng Huai’s death and

had mentioned it all

have predicted all this? No, more likely, he orchestrated

marrow matched Cheng Huai’s, but

had reported Cheng Guomin, sending him

her disfigurement

were unbelievably cunning! And after all that, he had the audacity to send her this letter

eyes as she clutched the letter tightly. Could it be

into hysteria. She screamed, her mental state snapping

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