Reborn as a Fake Heiress Marrying the Tycoon novel Chapter 1141

Chapter 1141: It Was Finally Over

Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

When Jiang Yao received the summons from the police, he wasted no time. He rushed straight to the prison, his face drawn with worry. After completing all the necessary statements, he firmly requested to see Jiang Nan in person.

The officer, after a moment’s hesitation, finally agreed.

The moment Jiang Yao set eyes on Jiang Nan, his entire body tensed. Clenching his back molars, he snarled through gritted teeth, "Jiang Nan, you black-hearted widow! How could you be so vicious? How could you do this to Li Mei? She always treated you like her dearest sister! She was carrying a child at the time—how could you bring yourself to harm her?"

Jiang Nan lifted her head slowly, a chilling, sinister smile curling on her lips. Every word she spoke was like a dagger, precise and brutal.

"How could you possibly blame me?" she said mockingly. "Li Mei was simply unlucky—unlucky enough to marry a man like you. If anyone’s to blame, it’s you. Hah! As her husband, you never trusted her, never protected her. Everyone in the village knew you had a habit of beating your wife! That’s why I was able to sow discord between you two so easily. You gave me the opportunity. And down there, in that hellish underworld, I’m sure Li Mei wishes for nothing more than your death—to pay for her life. Hahaha..."

At that moment, it was as if Jiang Yao had been struck by a bolt of lightning. He stood there, paralyzed, his mind reeling. In that instant of devastating clarity, he realized that while Jiang Nan’s evil was undeniable, he himself had been the accomplice in the death of his own wife and unborn child.

He deserved nothing less than death.

When Jiang Yao stumbled out of the prison, his steps were faltering, unsteady, like a man lost in a nightmare he couldn’t wake from. Oh, how he wished he could turn back time. How he wished none of this had ever happened.

...

Back at the Su family’s residence, Gu Zi recalled what Jiang Yao had said earlier. On a hunch, she asked Su Shen to search the courtyard meticulously.

After several hours combing through the grounds, they finally unearthed something near the crabapple tree: a battered old wooden box, hidden deep within the earth. Inside, it contained a woman’s brand-new outfit—and three sets of children’s clothes, all lovingly folded.

The moment Gu Zi laid eyes on the contents, tears welled up and spilled down her cheeks. The box felt impossibly heavy in her hands, not because of its weight, but because of what it represented: a simple woman’s beautiful dreams for a future that never came to be.

Stroking the new garments gently, Gu Zi whispered with deep reverence, "To the fated soul I have never met... In the next life, I pray you live a life free of sorrow, blessed with health, happiness, and peace."

Gu Zi then instructed Su Shen to deliver the box to Jiang Yao.

When Jiang Yao received it, he clutched it tightly, carrying it to Li Mei’s lonely grave. There, he broke down, wailing in anguish, begging for forgiveness.

Villagers said he sat by that grave for three whole days and nights, refusing food, refusing to move. In the end, he dug a small grave mound beside Li Mei’s tomb and gently buried the wooden box within it—burying not just the clothes, but all his regrets, his sins, and his shattered soul.

After that, Jiang Yao vanished from Jiangjia Village, leaving behind nothing but whispers and sorrow.

...

In those days, news spread like wildfire throughout the village: Jiang Nan was not just a murderer—she was responsible for several lives, and she had even been involved in the trafficking of children.

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