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He was a man without opinions, always thinking only of his wife's sacrifices. As a father, he failed to protect his son's interests and set a good example, not understanding how to support his own child. From beginning to end, he was a selfish, hypocritical person without any convictions. I blamed myself for not seeing his true nature clearly; now I needed to cut my losses.
When I returned home, Xuanxuan had already come back from school. He looked at me with concern in his eyes.
"Mom, are you okay?" Xuanxuan asked anxiously.
I forced a smile and stroked his head. "I'm fine, Xuanxuan. Everything will be alright."
Xuanxuan nodded, but his eyes were still filled with unease. My heart ached; this turmoil had ultimately affected my child.
After the divorce, I moved into a new home with my son. I sold our previous house through an online platform and used the cash to buy an existing property near a reputable high school.
Watching my son explore our new home, I asked him to write down anything he needed so we could go shopping together over the weekend. This was our new home, our new life.
After selling the old house, while I was handling the follow-up matters, I learned from neighbors about the aftermath concerning the Li family. That bastard Li Jin stole his father's savings and property deed on the night of the court ruling and vanished with his wife and child without a trace.
Within a week, someone came to collect the house; it turned out that this relocation property had been sold at a low price by Li Jin. Meanwhile, Li Jingzhang had to move again, taking his father-in-law to rent another place.
With a monthly salary of five thousand yuan, he insisted on renting a three-thousand-yuan apartment with two bedrooms and a living room. His father-in-law had grown accustomed to being taken care of in my home and didn't have to worry about anything, especially with Li Jin occasionally flattering him.
After work each day, Li Jingzhang returned home exhausted, only to find his father-in-law's face darken immediately.
"Look at you! Why are you back so late? Do you want me to starve? Your brother Li Jin would never make me wait this long!" His father-in-law's words dripped with dissatisfaction and disdain.
Li Jingzhang explained in a low voice, "I worked overtime at the company today, so I came back a bit late."
But his father was relentless. "Overtime? Hmph, I think you just lack the ability! Look at your brother—so clever! Unlike you, so pathetic! And your ex-wife, Qian Jiahui, now that's someone capable. Look at you now, a complete failure!"
His father's words cut like sharp blades, piercing Li Jingzhang deeply. His face turned even paler, and his eyes revealed profound helplessness and pain.
Days passed in a numbing cycle, and Li Jingzhang's mental pressure grew heavier. Eventually, in an attempt to relieve himself, he fell into a gambling addiction under the deliberate temptation of others, rushing to the casino every day after work.
During the coldest winter that year, after losing heavily and trying to borrow more money from the casino, he was confronted by debt collectors. Terrified, he fled and fell into an open sewer.
It was damp and cold down there; the streets were icy and desolate in the dead of night with no one around to help. Li Jingzhang froze to death in that darkness. By the time anyone discovered him, it was already too late.
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