Mrs Hale, I Surrender
Chapter 178 Suicide Truth: She’s Aloof, She Deserves to Die (3 More Updates)

Chapter 178: 178 Suicide Truth: She’s Aloof, She Deserves to Die (3 More Updates)

"Hannah Johnson—Hannah Johnson!" Liam Hugh shouted out loudly.

The door remained firmly shut.

It seemed to have completely cut off his path to life.

Liam Hugh’s face was pale. He struggled to stand up, hunching, and in this room, there was no way out.

All he could do was watch as William Hale approached closer and closer...

His footsteps were heavy, dangerous.

Each step seemed to press on his heart.

Liam Hugh breathed rapidly. A kick to his chest made it difficult to breathe, and he summoned all his strength, trying to run out.

But in a brushing encounter, William Hale grabbed his arm.

"Bang—" he was forcefully pressed against the wall.

His back had just hit the foot of the bed, and with another collision, he winced in pain; his legs went weak, almost buckling.

"Today, if you don’t explain the incident from years ago clearly, you’re not leaving here," William Hale said sternly.

"Do you dare to kill me!" Liam Hugh gritted his teeth and snapped.

The next second,

a knife truly appeared before him, pressed against his neck, completely shattering his nerves.

Because William Hale in front of him was still smiling.

He said, "You drink and drive, heading toward remote wilderness, meet with an accident, car destroyed, man dead..."

"Or, drunk, you stumble down the stairs, suffer a head injury, and die from not being rushed to medical care in time."

"I’ve arranged these two ways of dying for you, which do you prefer?"

Liam Hugh felt a chill through his body.

His own nephew had always been ruthless.

He didn’t seem to be joking at all right now.

It was as if,

he truly wanted to kill him!

With signals blocked and being on Hugh Family’s territory, with Hannah Johnson, this unpleasant girl assisting, it wasn’t impossible to silently wipe him out!

Especially with the knife pressed against his neck now threatening his life, "William, calm down. After all, I am your uncle."

"Actually, whether you speak or not doesn’t matter... The truth is not important to me."

"If so, what is this all about then?"

"Me?" William Hale’s lips curled into a smile, "I just want you to die."

As he spoke,

the blade of the knife was already pressed against his neck, a needle-like pain coming through, blood beads rolling on the cold blade, and Liam Hugh’s psychological defenses completely collapsed.

At this point, he was certain:

William Hale truly harbored the intention to kill!

"If you kill me, you’ll never know why your mother died, will you?"

"Is that important?" William Hale sneered.

"Aren’t you planning all this just to find out the truth?"

"I only need to know that it’s related to you, then kill you to avenge my mother, the truth... it’s not that important."

He applied more pressure with his wrist, pushing the blade another half inch, "If you want to say it, say it. If not, I don’t care either."

"Wait, I’ll talk!"

Liam Hugh was numb!

Everyone fears death; at this critical juncture, the desire to live is strong, every minute extra alive may bring a bit more hope, even if the truth of the past is known to everyone and he is ridiculed as spineless.

Better than dying at the hands of William Hale.

"Do you know why your mother had depression?" Liam Hugh adjusted his breathing, signaling him to move the knife away.

"Because she was kidnapped as a child."

This was something he learned from his father after his mother’s death.

"Back then, we were both very young. I took her out to play; the kidnapper’s target was actually me. But when she saw me being taken away, she instinctively ran over to save me..."

Liam Hugh recalled the past, his voice hoarse.

"Later, I broke free, but she was captured."

"I ran away and didn’t go back to save her."

"I was terrified at the time. It wasn’t until the police came knocking that I mentioned seeing the kidnapper, but by then, the best time to rescue her had passed. She became very vacant when she returned."

"My parents took her to many psychologists, and I was extremely scared, afraid she would tell the family how cowardly I had been."

"But later, she secretly hugged me, and she said,"

"Brother, I’m okay."

Liam Hugh smiled bitterly, "She was always such a person, comforting others even though she was the one hurt. At that time, I was really moved."

"Only gradually, I realized she was very hypocritical..."

"Just like that, step by step, she took away all the love our parents had for me. She always appeared uncompetitive, but in the end, all the benefits were hers."

"The favoritism of parents, a good marriage, a doting husband, loving in-laws, and even... having a son!"

Liam Hugh clenched his teeth.

He seemed particularly obsessed with the matter of having a son.

"So before she died, what did you tell her?" William Hale struggled to control his emotions.

"At that time, my father considered passing the company to her, and just then, she discovered I was having an affair."

Standing at the door, Hannah Johnson stiffened.

An affair?

That early?

It really fits the saying:

A dog can’t change its habit of eating feces!

"She confronted me, insisting I come clean to my wife and parents." Liam Hugh recalled, finding it laughable, "Of course I refused. Do you know what she said?"

William Hale’s expression was cold, and he remained silent.

"She said if I didn’t come clean, she would tell my parents herself, and then I would be thrown out of the Hugh family and the company."

"Who does she think she is!"

"I’m her own brother; couldn’t she cover for me?"

"I only made a mistake that any man might make."

"That tone, so high and mighty, as if only she were virtuous. She was already married; what right did she have to meddle in my affairs?"

"I was angry and furious, I cursed her, insulted her. I said, back when she was kidnapped, I intentionally didn’t tell the family immediately because I hoped she’d never come back!"

"The torment she endured from kidnappers was what she deserved. In all my life, she was the person I hated the most."

Liam Hugh’s tone was frenzied at this moment.

"Her being alive was a burden to others, a liability, needing medication, needing her emotions looked after, needing to accompany her to the doctor. She had already been a drag on the Hale family, and now she was trying to ruin my marriage and peace."

"Tell me, doesn’t she deserve not to live!"

"I wish she would just die—"

"Who the hell let her meddle in my business!"

"It would be better if she were dead!"

William Hale took a deep breath. His mother had suffered from postpartum depression, and it was only with his father’s careful care that she gradually recovered. Liam Hugh’s provocation reminded her of her childhood kidnapping experience.

It viciously tore open her wounds.

When bleeding profusely, he had to cut a few more times.

Ordinary people can’t bear to recall pain, and his mother endured it even less.

Especially the phrase about her dying, coming from a close relative:

That pain was akin to having one’s heart gouged out.

Especially during a depressive episode, those words acted like a death curse.

Liam Hugh trembled with stress, "But I didn’t expect her to commit suicide, William. I truly didn’t see that coming; I was just cornered, scared after my affair was discovered... "

"Your mother, always seemingly easygoing, is actually very stubborn. Once she decides something, it’s hard to change her mind."

"Her asking me to confess was like asking me to die!"

William Hale sneered, "Yet until she committed suicide, she never told anyone you were having an affair."

"Have you ever considered that what she wanted wasn’t your confession... "

"But rather, your attitude."

"Because I still vividly remember the last meal I had with her when she told me that you were my only uncle and that I should respect and cherish you when I grew up."

This was also why over the years William Hale had always looked out for Liam Hugh.

Even though he knew he couldn’t be relied on.

"In her heart, you were her most important brother, yet you..."

"Wanted her to die!"

"When she passed away, you must have been relieved, all your filthy and disgusting secrets buried with the truth of her death!"

Liam Hugh clenched his teeth.

"She was always smiling; she didn’t look like someone suffering from depression."

"I even suspected she was faking it, just to gain our parents’ affection and everyone’s pity."

"I didn’t know she would really die!"

"I regret it too. After all, she was my own sister! When she died, don’t you think I was heartbroken?"

"But you never pitied her!" At that moment, the door was kicked open from the outside, hitting the back wall with a dull thud, and Brock Hale appeared in the doorway.

"You knew she had depression, even attempted suicide before."

"You knew she couldn’t withstand provocation, yet you provoked her relentlessly."

Because they had grown up together and understood each other too well, Liam Hugh deliberately targeted her most painful spots.

"Liam Hugh, you are a murderer!"

Brock Hale’s eyes blazed with fury, as if ignited by fire.

He wanted to kill the man before him.