If You Could Hear My Heart-Chapter 873 - Deliberate Murder

Chapter 873: Chapter 873 Deliberate Murder

Chapter 873: Chapter 873 Deliberate Murder

But now, who sent this message?

Why, just when she had nearly buried that incident deep in her heart, did it get dug out again to tell her!

Her hands trembled uncontrollably, she gripped the wicker chair, striving to calm herself down.

The phone was tossed to one side, no longer vibrating, but her heart still couldn’t settle for a long time.

Five years later, because of this matter, she had once run uncontrollably into the pouring rain; she had once despairingly wanted to abort the child in her womb. But just when she was about to step out of that shadow, this text message reminded her again!

Why remind her when she was trying so hard to forget?

She sadly ruffled her hair, truly feeling miserable.

Yes, there was always an insurmountable chasm between her and Shen Chi.

Zhou Ran was responsible for her mother’s death, premeditated murder. And Shen Chi was Zhou Ran’s biological son, a biological son!

Xu Chaomu’s nose turned sour, her eyes moistened, and just thinking about it made her very sad.

Her heart was filled with conflict; she loved Shen Chi very much, yet she couldn’t forgive Zhou Ran, it was simply unforgivable…

That day in the hospital, she said, “Auntie Zhou, just because I didn’t collect evidence of you killing my mother thirteen years ago doesn’t mean I don’t want to see you in prison. Maybe one day, I might.”

She remembered how Zhou Ran had spoken to her in an ice-cold tone that day: “Since you hate me so much and yet stay with Achi, don’t you think you’re also quite a joke?”

Now, recalling Zhou Ran’s words, her heart felt as if it had been harshly pricked by a needle, aching unbearably!

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Especially today, seeing such a message again.

Who sent her this text message?

Zhou Ran? Or someone else?!

She didn’t know, didn’t know, and it felt like her head was about to explode.

All she could see was the huge fire from when she was ten years old, flames reaching the sky, like a mountain of red azaleas, or blood-stained red roses. That night, the wind was strong, the reckless flames danced and twisted as if they were devils.

Then, five years ago, on the cruise ship, when she learned the secret, she nearly had a mental breakdown.

Later in Paris, it was Nie Chenglang who accompanied her and helped her find a psychologist; only then did she begin to recover gradually.

Five years later, she appeared still happy, simple, naive, but no one knew that she had just hidden everything deep inside her heart!

Once someone dug it out, her heart would hurt violently as if the wound had been ripped open.

She supported her head, now her head hurt a lot.

It had been a long time since she had felt like this, she didn’t want it.

Her hand still shaking, she tried to compose herself and reach for the milk tea on the table, but her hand trembled and the cup shattered with a “clang”!

The servant outside heard the commotion and hurriedly ran up: “Madam.”

Xu Chaomu didn’t speak, her throat was choked up, and she couldn’t utter a word.

Waves of sourness surged into her throat, even with a taste of blood.

“Madam, are you alright? Did the cup break?” the servant asked anxiously.

Xu Chaomu still didn’t speak, and the butler downstairs promptly asked, “What happened?”

“Reporting to Butler, I heard a noise from the balcony, like the sound of a cup breaking, but Madam isn’t responding to me.”

“I’ll come.”

The butler walked forward and gently knocked on the door: “Madam, are you okay?”

Xu Chaomu trembled, managing to squeeze out two words: “I’m fine.”

Her voice was very soft, yet luckily the people outside heard it.

The butler breathed a sigh of relief: “Do you need me to come in?”

“No need,” Xu Chaomu fought hard to suppress the urge welling up inside her.

“Alright, make sure to call me if you need anything,” said the butler, Ling.

Xu Chaomu didn’t speak again; she just stared blankly out the window. The gauzy curtains danced in the breeze, as white as fluff, and the sun was fierce, the sunlight warm.

But a cloud of gloom had gathered at the bottom of Xu Chaomu’s heart.

She had never forgotten what happened when she was ten years old, never.

But Shen Chi was too good to her, good enough to make her unwilling to think about it. However, there were always people reminding her over and over.

Yes, she couldn’t forget.

The cup shattered, and the thick aroma of matcha permeated the entire balcony.

Just as she was holding her head, the cellphone on the couch vibrated again!

All of Xu Chaomu’s nerves tensed in an instant, no, it wasn’t…

She felt an impulse to throw her cellphone off the balcony, really.

This time, the phone vibrated twice!

Xu Chaomu was about to go mad; that feeling of being on the edge mentally from five years ago had returned.

She tried to calm her racing heart, but her hands still shook as she reached for the phone.

She turned it on, and sure enough, it was that unfamiliar number.

She clicked it open, two text messages.

The first one, a text message: “Xu Chaomu, will your mother forgive you?”

The words were mocking, laced with sarcasm.

This question, Xu Chaomu had thought about it many times, and she knew the answer would definitely be no, her mother wouldn’t forgive her.

Separated by life and death, she was living comfortably with Shen Chi; how could her mother forgive her?

The second one, a video message!

Xu Chaomu gathered all her courage to click it open, but as soon as the video started, she fell apart!

It was an ultra-realistic video restoration of a scene from thirteen years ago!

A blazing fire consumed branches, emitting sounds of snapping, flames leaping; outside the fire, people were shouting “Help” “Help”.

The fire blazed high, surrounding trees and houses all ignited, the wind blowing, making the fire roar ferociously in all directions.

Through the screen, Xu Chaomu felt like she could smell the scorched scent carried by the wind after the fire had passed!

Xu Chaomu truly collapsed; the video triggered all the memories in her head, all of them! Every memory seemed to awaken in an instant!

“Ah!” she cried out, hands covering her head, her face in agony.

The video on the phone continued to play, the sound kept coming through, and she shook as she attempted to delete the video.

But she was too distressed, and after several attempts, she still couldn’t delete the video!

Finally, after trying several times, the video abruptly stopped.

She blocked the number; she didn’t know who it was, but all the memories in her head had already been awakened.

Thirteen years ago, a gas explosion, a great fire!

The servants outside heard her scream and hurried back: “Fourth young madame, fourth young madame, please open the door.”

Xu Chaomu clutched her head in pain, the small servant’s voice like the buzzing of bees, buzzing and buzzing, reverberating around her ears.

She couldn’t make out what the small servant was saying; all that remained in her head was the hissing sound of the bright red flames.

The scenes in the video were too realistic, even the positions of the houses and each tree were clearly replicated, exactly like the memories deep within her mind!

“Fourth young madame, fourth young madame!” The small servant was getting anxious, unable to hear any response from Xu Chaomu.