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Chapter 135 The Real Suffocation

Among those fragmented memories.

Erin felt as if she had personally experienced that man's short but tragic life.

He was born into an ordinary family in Chinatown; both his parents were Chinese immigrants who had smuggled themselves into the Union.

Although the family wasn't wealthy, they managed to get by thanks to their parents' hard work.

Because he was busy with work and lacked parental guidance, he spent more of his time playing and having fun during his school years. Of course, he wasn't particularly unfocused on his studies, but he just couldn't get into a good university like the top students in his class.

After graduating from an ordinary community college, he found a job in a factory in Chinatown thanks to his parents' connections and money.

Because of his fairly fluent speaking skills, he was transferred to the factory's sales department, where he happened to meet several major clients and closed several big deals.

Having continued his life, he encountered his love in the factory.

then.

They naturally got married and had children, gradually forming their own families.

But as I watched myself about to live an ordinary yet mundane life, just like my parents.

Misfortune, however, quietly descended.

First, after get off work, my father went to the supermarket to buy a bottle of beer and went home to relax. He was hit and killed by a pair of black scumbags who were high on marijuana. They were driving a stolen family car and crashed into the curb less than 200 meters from their house.

They were a poor black couple who ultimately paid no compensation or apologized. They were charged with hit-and-run resulting in death and manslaughter. According to the law, they should have served five years in prison. However, due to the sharp racial tensions and frequent black riots at the time, the jury, based on considerations of race and quelling social conflicts, ultimately sentenced them to one year in prison, suspended for two years.

As for the total compensation of $20,000, it's obvious that those two poor black men couldn't possibly come up with that amount.

After her father died, her mother became depressed and soon fell ill from overwork.

His mother fell ill, and as her son, he naturally had to take responsibility and pay for her treatment.

Although he didn't expect it to cost so much, thankfully, he had the savings from the previous few years, so he could manage.

If you work hard for a few years, you will earn the money back.

However, what he didn't expect was that at this very moment, the factory where he worked, which was doing fairly well, went bankrupt because of a break in the supply chain, which prevented it from delivering the goods on the agreed date and resulted in paying a large amount of liquidated damages.

The factory closed down, so he had to look for a new job, but the new factory wasn't friendly.

Because the old factory closed down, the factory owner, who had a large workforce to choose from, desperately suppressed their wages.

The salary offered was less than half of what he used to receive, and the various benefits he was entitled to were also reduced to the bare minimum.

Having had a glorious past, he certainly wouldn't be willing to give in so easily.

After struggling to work at the new factory for a few months, seeing that he was working himself to the bone but earning less than half of what he used to earn, he angrily chose to resign.

He thought that after leaving the new factory, he could quickly find a better job with his abilities.

But reality slapped him in the face without mercy.

It was as if they had been cursed.

He found new jobs again and again, but soon after, he would leave for one reason or another.

Some are proactive;

There are also passive ones;

Some have high salaries, and some have low salaries;

But he couldn't stay in any job for more than three months.

With each resignation.

Soon, his savings were quickly depleted.

What followed was a flood of credit cards being provided and then completely emptied.

He was earning less and less, but spending more and more money.

The mother's medical expenses, the baby's formula money, living expenses, groceries, and other household costs...

Everything requires money.

The burdens of life created a suffocating pressure, trying to crush him.

but.

He did not yield.

Instead, they worked even harder, working like crazy, like their lives depended on it...

But in this world, effort doesn't always guarantee a reward, and hard work doesn't necessarily bring happiness.

Just when his income improved slightly due to his frantic work of three jobs a day.

But fate dealt him another blow.

He... fell ill!

The long hours of hard work finally took their toll on his already frail body.

In order to cure his illness, his family spent all the savings he had painstakingly accumulated during his recent bout of madness, and even incurred additional debt.

Just when he found a new job, cheered himself up, and thought he could start all over again.

His mother's illness has relapsed.

That evening, after using up the last balance on his credit card and leaving the hospital, he learned from the police that his wife had been hit by a stray bullet from a group of robbers on her way home from the restaurant where she worked…

Fortunately, his wife survived, but unfortunately, he had no money left in his bank account to pay for her medical treatment.

At the hospital's payment counter, he knelt on the ground and kowtowed to the doctor, frantically begging him to treat his wife. But the doctors coldly told him that they could only follow the hospital's rules and regulations.

Without money, surgery cannot be arranged.

Fortunately, the wife's parents arrived in time, paid the surgery fees, and saved his wife's life.

However, they also no longer wanted their daughter to live that kind of precarious, unpredictable life with him.

They filed for divorce from him.

He agreed.

The first thing his wife said after coming out of the operating room was to tell him to hurry back and take the child to the hospital.

It turns out that his child also developed a high fever tonight.

His wife rushed home as soon as she got off work, intending to take their child to the hospital for a checkup.

Looking at the empty balance in his credit card, he was overwhelmed by a deep sense of powerlessness.

He had no money left.

finally.

His wife's parents brought the child to the hospital, but at the same time, they forced him to sign the divorce agreement.

Emerging from the hospital once more, he walked aimlessly through the streets, his eyes devoid of their last glimmer of light.

Back in his apartment, looking at the family photo of the five of them on the table, it was as if the last string in his body had snapped. He suddenly hugged the family photo on the table and burst into tears.

Just then, two crimson lights, drawn by his suffocating despair, fell from the void and entered his body.

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After reading about the man's tragic life, Erin's expression was somewhat complicated.

It turns out that what's truly suffocating isn't the inability to breathe air, but a life filled with despair!

(End of this chapter)