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I smiled faintly. "It's nothing, the water is quite cold. Enjoy yourself."
I pushed Lao Ma down into the water.
Lao Ma couldn't swim; he didn't even have the strength to struggle.
The water began to engulf him, starting from the back of his head, slowly covering his ears.
Soon, his face was submerged as well.
All he could do was take deep breaths, but the water soaked into the towel and filled his mouth.
Lao Ma started to cough violently, gasping for air.
The towel was saturated, heavy and wet.
He could only keep inhaling water, coughing and struggling for breath.
It was a vicious cycle; the more he gasped, the worse he felt, and the closer he came to suffocation.
When the timer went off, I pulled Lao Ma out and removed the towel from his mouth.
"Cough, cough, Lin Ying, you... you..."
Lao Ma gasped for air desperately, trying to breathe deeply.
"What about me?"
I looked at him coldly. "How did you manage to move your hands and feet?"
Lao Ma paused for a moment before bursting into laughter.
"Lin Ying, you really know nothing! Didn't you check that Oxygen Therapy Machine?"
I stared at Lao Ma intently.
He grinned smugly. "As long as I download a mobile app, I can control the Oxygen Therapy Machine, adjusting the oxygen concentration. Your father suffocated because he inhaled high-concentration oxygen!"
"You bastard!"
I slapped him hard, causing blood to trickle from the corner of his mouth.
"You actually killed my father!"
Fury consumed me as I grabbed a nearby towel and stuffed it into Lao Ma's mouth before pushing him back into the water.
Lao Ma felt powerless to resist as his body sank deeper into the water. When he was pulled up again, his face was pale and purple, his eyes filled with terror.
"Lin Ying, please don't kill me, I..."
Lao Ma finally couldn't hold back any longer; he was about to beg for mercy. I grabbed his hair and lifted him out of the water. "Do you think my dad felt pain before he died?"
Lao Ma froze, seemingly realizing for the first time that his life hung by a thread in my hands.
"Hmm?"
I stared hard at Lao Ma, tears streaming down my face uncontrollably. I couldn't forget the sight of my father lying in a hospital bed, tubes inserted all over his body, relying on a ventilator to stay alive. I couldn't forget how my father, with trembling hands, struggled to pull out the candies he had prepared from his pocket and insisted I take them home to my family so they wouldn't worry about him. I couldn't forget how my father repeatedly urged Lao Ma to take good care of me and never let our family fall apart.
But now, the family was gone, and so was my father.
"It hurt... No, it didn't hurt..."
Lao Ma's fate was in my grasp, and he didn't know how to respond. I could no longer hold back; I released Lao Ma and collapsed onto the ground, sobbing uncontrollably. I cried for my father, for the father I would never see again.
Lao Ma was terrified into silence, afraid to move. I cried for a long time until all my emotions were spent. Finally, I got up from the ground and dialed the police with all my strength.
"Hello? I want to report a murder."
"It's my husband; his name is Ma Tao. He wants to divorce me..."
I bought off my father's caregiver, deliberately increased the oxygen concentration, which led to my father's suffocation and death.
The police arrived quickly. I handed over the box to them and confessed. I was taken away with Lao Ma, who was sent to the hospital, while I remained in the interrogation room to explain the entire incident. After treatment, Lao Ma was brought back to the police station for questioning.
My confession, along with the surveillance footage and the operational data from the Oxygen Therapy Machine, left no room for doubt regarding Lao Ma's intent to kill.
Six months later, Lao Ma and I faced sentencing in court.
"Lin Ying, convicted of endangering public safety and intentional injury, sentenced to three and a half years."
"Ma Tao, convicted of intentional homicide, sentenced to life imprisonment."
As the Presiding Judge announced the verdict, I glanced at Lao Ma.
"After the verdict, we will enter the second trial phase. Lin Ying, do you have anything to say?"
"I want to say that a good marriage does not require tolerance. Many women always feel that because of love, they must endure their partner's infidelity and tolerate injustices in their marriage. However, some people will take advantage of this; they will think your tolerance is something they are entitled to."
"So if you encounter a man who only makes you tolerate him, just leave quickly because it’s really unnecessary."
"If you love me, don’t make me endure."
After the verdict was read, Lao Ma and I were taken away by the police. As we passed through the hallway, we saw a group of people. "You filthy whore! Slut!"
"Yeah, at such a young age, making money without shame!"
They cursed her as a cheap person and a fraud. As we got closer, Lao Ma couldn’t help but look up; the person being insulted was Feifei.
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