All Chapters of Thanks for Letting Me Go: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Author: Ni Hai1On Valentine's Day, my boyfriend jumped to his death from our 27th-floor bedroom balcony.The shrill scream startled the security guards in several nearby buildings.Bertram Chaucer squatted before me and asked about the incident. His policeman's eyes were sharp, and his tone was all-business. "Where were you when the incident happened?"I was so scared that I collapsed on the ground, my clothes in disarray. I kept shivering like a fish out of water, gasping for breath.After a while, he calmly repeated, "Miss Belle, where were you when the incident happened?"I tried my best to make a hoarse sound, "I was sleeping.""The balcony is connected to the bedroom. When he jumped off the balcony, were you conscious?""I was asleep. I didn't know anything.""The neighbor said he heard your fierce quarrel about two hours before the incident. Is that true?""Yes.""Why?"This word ignited my remaining rationality. I raised my head and glared at the man in front of

7When Sarah came to see me with the fruit, Bertram was still angry. He sat by the ward window and lowered his head to play with his mobile phone.The atmosphere was awkward.Sarah noticed this. After showing concern for my health, she strode up to Bertram and snatched his phone away without saying a word."If you have something to say, just say it. We're not mind readers. How are we supposed to know what you're thinking?"As far as I knew, Bertram was a cold-faced man, and Sarah was a sweet little sister.However, at this moment, it was as if they'd swapped roles.Under my stunned gaze, Bertram stood up and walked toward me with a serious expression."Julian, you shouldn't feel so guilt-ridden. Do you think he will be grateful if you don't pursue the matter of Thomas' father? You need to get a grip. Weak people will always be bullied. Do you understand?"Her tone was stern, and she even added some hand movements, which made her look like a parent who was exasperated at her ch

11On the day of Thomas' father's wedding, it was a grand occasion.The yard was filled with band members who were singing and playing. Their voices could be heard a few miles away.However, there were very few relatives who came, and the neighbors all didn't like this family.When I showed up with a group of reporters, it caused quite a stir.The neighbors gathered around his house at the same time, surrounding the door of his house tightly."Julian, are you crazy? What are you doing?" The groom, who heard the noise, came in a hurry, and his face turned blue.Seeing that the situation was not good, the bride quickly covered her head and ran away, for fear of being photographed by the camera."I brought reporters to interview you." I tidied up my collar, straightened my chest, and looked up at the camera. "You spread rumors every day about how I forced your son to death and forced your wife to hang herself at the door of my house. I have to let everyone know the truth."Thomas

4As soon as I stepped out of the door, a bone-chilling wind blew from all directions.I stood in the snowy field. Before I could recover from the shame, I saw Jeremy chasing after me.He wore a black down jacket, and most of his face was hidden in his thick and fluffy collar, revealing only a pair of calm eyes. He was holding a Patrick Star hand warmer, which didn't match his image at all.Walking up to me, he handed me the hand warmer and said lightly, "Let's go home. It's cold outside."I quickly shook my head and said, "Brother, no, Jeremy, come with me somewhere. I'm afraid to go alone."It took us a few hours to drive there.The sun was setting in the west, and the evening mist was heavy. Jeremy and I were sitting in front of a tomb in the cemetery. It was hushed, and no one else was there. Looking around, I found there were only neatly arranged tombstones of different heights."I told my mother everything." I chuckled. "Including our relationship."The tip of Jeremy's n

9At the beginning of the new year, everything looked new and fresh.However, my house was filled with a murderous aura.My stepmother occupied a big sofa alone, and my father timidly sat on the small couch next to her.Jeremy held my hand and stood in front of the coffee table. The two of us looked like criminals being interrogated.The "Harmony in the Home" plaque was hung high on the wall, full of sarcasm.I'd always been terrified that my father would find out about this.It wasn't because I was afraid he would object but because I was scared his reaction would make my last desire for the family become a sick joke.I wasn't afraid of danger, but I feared the person who stabbed me was my beloved.After a prolonged silence, my stepmother suddenly sat up straight and glared at my father. "Are you mute? Say something!"My dad lowered his head and coughed. He smiled apologetically and said, "This is their business. Let Jeremy and Madison solve it themselves."I almost doubted