Five Years After My Death, My Boyfriend Cried Until His Eyes Turned Red

For a whole week, Richard had been inquiring for news about me everywhere, only to get nothing. He wanted to torture my family members to force me to show up.

Decisively, he found someone to smash my father's ward. He looked around. It was like the information he got. There was no trace of me.

"Kate is heartless to the extreme, not caring about her biological father, who is about to die! It seems that she will only beg for mercy after I cut off her father's other leg!"

My mother stared at the madman in front of her with red eyes, struggling to get up and coughing incessantly.

"You heartless person! Kate treated you so well back then! She begged us to pay your tuition fees and sent you abroad. She... she won't see you!"

My mother held back her words and trembled with tears.

"I know she doesn't want to mention my death for fear of causing secondary harm to me."

But Richard didn't care about my mother's change at all. He became angrier upon learning about his miserable past. He instantly pulled my mother up.

"Don't think that being emotional with me will work! Even though you gave me alms, so what?"

He pulled off my mother's oxygen tube. Suffocating, my mother tried to regain her life-saving straw, but she couldn't reach it no matter how hard she tried. As she bent her body, her eyes almost popped out.

"Don't you look down on me in your heart? She relied on the fact that I had no money back then. She has been oppressing me with a little benefit. Now that I have everything. You still have a high and mighty look!"

Richard gritted his teeth.

The past seemed to be a shackle that had been bothering him. He kicked the oxygen machine aside without hesitation.

"I know that he still cares about the fact that I begged my parents to help him with his tuition fees back then."

He was at the top of his class in college, but his parents died. He couldn't pay the tuition fees all at once.

When I took the money from my father, he overheard my father's suspicion of him unexpectedly.

"Kate, what's good about the poor boy? Consider the money as a donation, but you must never marry him!"

I handed the money to Richard perfunctorily, only to see his trembling and humble look.

He cried and said, "Kate, give me another two or three years. I will make you live a life that everyone envies."

"I believed him. Later I learned that he had an opportunity to study abroad through an exchange program. That's why I didn't hinder him from heading towards a broader world and put my selfish desires aside."

"When he firmly gave up the opportunity to go abroad, I called him a poor guy and said that I just pitied him."

As clever as he was, he cried and begged me not to say such words out of anger. He couldn't be without me.

Feeling sad in my heart, I laughed with great disdain.

I made him kneel and beg me. Then I went to scold Emery, who he treated as his younger sister.

I spread rumors about how intimate they were in private. I used various means to force him to hate me.

"I wonder if he will relate to the pain in my heart when he achieves his ideals."

He stubbornly refused to leave. Then I showed him the kiss marks on my neck that were made by others. Only after that was he in despair.

"I will never tell him that I forged the kiss marks."

"No one can understand my pain of driving away the man I love the most."

"I never dare to believe that in the five years since my death, Richard does fall in love with Emery."

"I underestimate Richard's hatred for me. He grew up in hatred and gained the ability to decide other's fate without bearing the consequences."

Watching my mother suffer and unable to speak, he grinned.

"If Kate doesn't apologize to Emery on her initiative, I can't guarantee what I will do."

I cried and threw myself into my mother's arms. I begged her to tell Richard about my death and not to hide it anymore.

I dared not recall the day when I had died so desperately and horribly.

My mom pursed her lips tightly.

She couldn't hear my cries, but she used her meager strength to preserve my last dignity.