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Hearing this bad news, my mind went blank, and I couldn't even stand steadily.
Staggering out of the ward, I looked at my daughter through the glass as she was being resuscitated, my heart felt like it was being shredded.
My daughter lost her father when she was just born, and she has depended on me ever since.
My daughter is my everything.
Ten years ago, my daughter was bullied by a gang leader. To protect her, I stabbed the leader who harassed her to death and cut the other three henchmen into pieces.
After dealing with the perpetrators, I turned myself in and was sentenced to ten years in prison.
I was supposed to be released in half a year, but due to good behavior, my sentence was reduced by six months.
I didn't want my daughter to know the secret that I'm a murderer, so all these years, I've been writing to her, lying that I was working away.
During the ten years in prison, I longed for the day our mother-daughter reunion could happen, day and night!
But now, when we just finally reunited, does heaven truly have the heart to let a gray-haired person send off a black-haired one?
After agonizingly waiting outside the emergency room for two hours, my daughter was finally brought back.
I breathed a sigh of relief, and the numbness in my legs began to fade.
But in the next second, what the doctor said made my heart jump into my throat again.
"The patient is now showing severe signs of depression, and we can't rule out further suicidal tendencies."
My mind kept flashing with images of my daughter's lively, innocent face from before.
This beautiful and kind girl was driven to desperate suicide by Tao Jiang!
Suppressing my inner rage, I went to the police station, but the answer the police gave me made me feel like I had fallen into an ice cave.
The policeman took the report, glanced at it hastily, and showed a hint of difficulty on his face: "Tao Jiang is a habitual offender. Relying on having relatives in the court, he's bullied quite a few female classmates. His uncle is also a leader in our department, so it's very hard for us to intervene."
I was stunned, looking at the policeman's helpless face, as if witnessing the cruelty of reality.
Tao Jiang's background is too powerful, so powerful that it even intimidates the police.
I got up and walked out of the reception room.
The sunlight outside was so piercing that it hurt my eyes, yet all I could feel was darkness.
Just then, my phone suddenly rang.
I froze for a moment and instinctively glanced at the screen, which showed a video of my daughter being humiliated.
She was curled up in the corner, her body covered with bruises, hair disheveled, eyes filled with fear and despair.
My daughter's lips were so white from being bitten, with a trace of blood at the corners.
I gripped the phone tightly, my fingernails deeply embedded into my palm, and blood dripped down. I felt the world spinning, almost crushed by this despair.
Then, Tao Jiang's mocking voice message came through. "Didn't you go to the police to arrest me? This is the evidence you wanted. If this isn't enough, I've got more!"