Chapter 2 Memories Are Not Worth Recalling

  That birthday night, she wore the skirt her father gave her to celebrate with friends. She got drunk and called a designated driver to take herself home. However, when she woke up, she was sitting in the driver's seat, surrounded by police and reporters. Only then did she realize that her car had hit a little girl who became a vegetable, and a small amount of drugs were found in her car.

  Countless flashing lights scared her pale, reporters asked what happened, she kept shaking her head, because she had no idea what was going on, all she knew was that the car wasn't driven by her, she hired a driver, and the drugs weren't hers either, she never touched those things.

  But no matter what she said, nobody believed her. Everyone thought that the rich family's young master could do whatever he wanted, and when the police asked the hotel, they said that they had never been asked to call a taxi for her, nor did they know when she left.

  Moreover, after the accident, she was indeed sitting in the driver's seat, and drugs were also found in her bag. She had no defense against this.

  All of this was like a conspiracy that had been set up long ago, and she had been thrown into the trap.

  At this time, Father rushed over and walked into the monitoring room. The first sentence he said was: "Xinyu, don't be afraid, Dad believes you."

  As long as Father believed her, she was satisfied. However, she looked up at the direction of the door and asked: "Father, where is Jirui? Does he know about this matter? How...

  "Don't mention him!" As soon as she mentioned Ji Rui, her father's face suddenly darkened and interrupted her words.

  When she heard her father mention Ji Rui, his tone was different. Had something happened? She wanted to ask, but her father pulled her hand and said: "You still have your father, don't worry, I will think of a way to take you out, nothing will happen to you, you are forever my precious daughter."

  These were the last words spoken by her father. Forty-eight hours later, her father did not show up, and even the lawyers who were originally at the police station left after receiving a phone call. Only old housekeeper Gen Shu came to tell her that Shen's Group had gone bankrupt, her father had died of a heart attack, he went to Lu's family but was refused entry, in just two short days, such big changes occurred, her world collapsed at this moment.

  The days she just entered the correctional institution, she was sleepless every night, thinking of Jiaolong and her child. She never wanted to believe that Jiaolong would treat herself like this. After all, that person was her husband, they had children, they had a family. However, as time gradually passed, she had no choice but to accept this fact.

  Just as she was about to force herself to accept, the instructor called out her name that day, saying a lawyer wanted to see her. Her heart was overjoyed, and in her sharp mind, there was still him.

  But after hearing what the lawyer had to say, all her strength and hope were completely shattered.

  "Miss Shen, this is a divorce application from Mr. Lu for you, and also a custody agreement for your child."

  Looking at the two documents on her desk, she was stunned, this feeling of falling from heaven to hell, she experienced it again, and this time, it was a thorough crash.

  The lawyer saw that she didn't speak, and continued to say: "Miss Shen doesn't sign now, two years later this application will automatically take effect. With Miss Shen's current situation, the judge will give the child to whom, I believe Miss Shen is very clear in her heart..."

  What did the lawyer say? She couldn't hear it. All she knew was that the man who had been her childhood sweetheart for eighteen years, her husband for three years, and her child's father, could be so heartless.

  "Miss Shen?" The lawyer's voice broke her reverie, her trembling hand picked up the pen, for her last dignity, she wrote down her name stroke by stroke, each stroke like a sharp knife, cutting through her heart, blood dripping.

  After signing, she suddenly stood up and walked out of the meeting room. The lawyer called her back and said: "Mr. Lu asked me to tell you something, from the beginning, he never loved you."

  She didn't stop in her tracks, just wanting to leave this suffocating place quickly. From the start, he didn't love her, so why did he marry her and have children with her? Was it all just her one-sided wish?

  At this moment, she finally understood that love and marriage were just a play, a lie.

  For the next half month, she was speechless and completely locked herself in her already collapsed world. The wound in her heart, she didn't know how to mend it, could only watch as it continued to bleed. At the same time, her former identity brought her countless troubles. They ridiculed her, bullied her, tormented her. When bleeding and injured, she felt numb and couldn't feel the pain, remaining indifferent throughout.

  She had suicidal thoughts, holding the plastic sheet she sharpened every night in her hand, just as she was about to cut her wrist, at that moment, her father's kind face appeared in her mind, constantly saying, daughter, live well.

  That night, the plastic sheet broke in her palm, she did not commit suicide and told herself to stand up. With this faith, she persisted in such an environment. Now what she wants most is to tell her father that she has returned safely, no matter what happens in the future, she will live a good life!

  Digression

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