Chapter 544 - He Doesn’t Deserve It (1/2)

“He doesn’t deserve it. He doesn’t deserve it,” Liu Tongjia murmured, in a low, dry, and painful voice.

What she was feeling wasn’t just hatred. There was a deep sorrow on her face that shocked Su Qingsang and eased some of her anger.

Liu Tongjia was sitting near the balcony. Earlier, she had stood up and walked to the wall on the side of the balcony.

At that moment, she turned her face away from Su Qingsang and pressed a hand on her chest. She seemed to be feeling very uncomfortable.

“Mrs. Huo?” Liu Tongjia didn’t look good. Su Qingsang made two steps forward and reached out to hold her.

“Go away.” Liu Tongjia didn’t accept her kindness. She looked at Su Qingsang with anger, and said, “I don’t need you to play nice to me. You’re the same as Huo Jinyao. You both are the same kind of people.”

Su Qingsang didn’t move. She still didn’t understand what was happening. Thinking about Huo Jinyao, who was still lying on the bed unconscious, she once again looked at Liu Tongjia.

“Mrs. Huo, please mind your language. Huo Jinyao is your son after all.”

“What? Do you find my words unpleasant? I didn’t say anything wrong.” Liu Tongjia snorted with laughter and looked at her with sarcasm.

The hatred in her eyes was real and shocking.

“My son? I really wish that I had not given birth to a son like that.”

She patted her own chest, and couldn’t conceal the painful look on her face.

“You want to know why I dislike him so much, don’t you?” Liu Tongjia said, in a cold voice. She stood up straight and looked at Su Qingsang straight in the eyes.

“Do you find this ridiculous, that I hate him?”

“You don’t understand why I wish I never had him, do you?”

“Do you find me unreasonable? Do you also think that I’m not a good mother?”

Su Qingsang didn’t have the answer to Liu Tongjia’s questions, but she was curious indeed. She was very curious.

Despite how badly she wanted an answer, she wouldn’t ask Liu Tongjia nor Huo Jinyao about what had happened between them.

Something terrible must have happened in the past. Without that incident, Huo Jinyao could have avoided all the misfortune that he had been suffering lately.

She once told herself that she would never ask Huo Jinyao about those nightmares that he had been having, unless he decided to talk about it himself. She told herself that she would ask him questions when he wanted to talk to her about it.

Nevertheless, it wouldn’t matter if that day never came. Who didn’t have a past?

Who didn’t have a wound that they hated to talk about? She had that too. Fortunately, she got over it, because, meeting Huo Jinyao had changed her life. She was finally able to exit the dark side of her life.

That hadn’t happened to Huo Jinyao yet. The nightmare, the sleep-talking, and the illness all clearly indicated that he was still going through a lot of pain.

Su Qingsang looked at Liu Tongjia. She now really wanted an answer, because she did not want to see Huo Jinyao experiencing the same pain he had recently been suffering, not ever again.

He was no longer as proud and cheerful as usual. Seeing him suffering the pain that was caused by his family made her feel sad.

“Why?” Su Qingsang asked with a very gentle voice, as if worried that using a louder voice might destroy Liu Tongija’s desire for talking.

Liu Tongjia stood straight, walked step by step away from the wall, to the sofa, and then sat back down.

She had an obvious hatred in her eyes along with emptiness and confusion which she failed to notice herself.

“Because I hate him.”

“You have no idea how much I hate him.”

Liu Tongjia’s eyes turned red as she said those words. Strong emotions surged in those tearful eyes.

“He killed my son and my daughter. He has been evil ever since he was a child. I really wish that I never had him.”

Su Qingsang’s eyes popped upon hearing that. For a moment, she doubted what she had heard.

“What did you say?”

“Haha.” Liu Tongjia looked at her with contempt. “Su Qingsang, haven’t you thought about it? The Huo Family is such a large family. Except for Huo Jinyao’s father and me, who doesn’t have more than one child?”

Su Qingsang blinked her eyes. Liu Tongjia was right.

Huo Mingliang had two sons and a daughter, Huo Mingmei had a son and a daughter. She had heard from Huo Jinyao that his granduncle, Huo Yangyuan, had two sons, and his older son had a daughter and a son. His younger son had two sons.

Huo Jinyao’s grandaunt Huo Yangxiu had three sons, and they each had two children.

Huo Mingguang and Liu Tongjia seemed to be the only couple in the family who had one child.

That didn’t seem normal indeed. Usually, large families would want as many children as possible. They believed that more children equaled more luck.

Suddenly, her heart started thumping fast. She looked at Liu Tongjia, her head filled with more questions.

However, she also had a very bad feeling in her chest. She wasn’t ready to listen to what Liu Tongjia was about to say.

It wasn’t because she didn’t trust Huo Jinyao, but because she was sure that it must have had been an extremely painful past.

Noticing the fear on Su Qingsang’s face, Liu Tongjia snorted. The hatred in her eyes remained strong.

Thinking about the dark past added a gloomy tone to her face.

She closed her eyes for a second. Her eyes were a little red still. Being too emotional wasn’t a good thing for her.

She pressed a hand on her heart and breathed slowly to calm herself down.

Su Qingsang didn’t rush to ask her any more questions. She didn’t rush her but waited for Liu Tongjia to cool down.

Liu Tongjia couldn’t possibly cool down. She had been trying to do that for over ten years but never succeeded.

Her eyes looked into a distance and she began her narration of that painful memory.

“I had three children.”

“Huo Jinyao had an older brother, named Huo Jinkai, and a little sister named Huo Wushuang.”

Tears streamed down from the corner of Liu Tongjia’s eyes when she said Huo Wushuang’s name. That was her daughter. After wishing for a daughter for years, she finally had one.

The pain of losing her son and daughter had still been torturing her to this day.

The more pain she felt, the more she hated Huo Jinyao, and the harder she found it to forgive him.

“They have both died, because of Huo Jinyao.”

“That’s not possible,” Su Qingsang said. She was almost whispering.

She had been married to Huo Jinyao for nearly a year. She was pretty clear about what kind of a man Huo Jinyao was.

She believed that he would never hurt his brother and sister.

“Not possible?”