When There Is Nothing Left But Love
Chapter 1003

Chapter 1003

He was stunned. “Why did you insist on registering Amy as a citizen? Are you planning to use this tothreaten me in the future? All the while, the kids who leave our village had bever been registered, buttheir families got paid. I heard if I were to register my child and got forced to sign some agreement, Iwon’t get a cent even if you harm my child! I’m not a fool!” he declared.

I was speechless at how ridiculous his conclusion was. Frowning, I told him in all seriousness, “Don’tyou worry. I will pay you what you deserve. I want you to register Amy as a citizen for her own future.She’s your daughter. You won’t want her to stay in the mountains forever, right? Without a properstatus, she wouldn’t be able to survive out there.”

Ronald remained unfazed. “No worries. She will marry someone from the neighboring village. Whywould she need to go out there? This is her life, her fate. I won’t register her as a citizen. If youdisagree, just send her back to us.”

I couldn’t understand what was going on in his mind. After a brief hesitation, I offered, “If you agree toregister Amy’s birth, I’ll pay you an extra fifty thousand. Your son is in high school, right? I believe youwant him to succeed in the future. If he is capable enough, I can offer him a job so he can make yourfamily proud. How does that sound?”

Clearly, my offer caught his attention. He paused before answering. “No. The girls are going to earnmoney for me. Well…”

“Damn it! I’ll teach her a lesson the minute I replace her!” someone was cursing outside. Soon, Ronald’swife hurried in frantically. “Frit’s family are saying that Ann killed him after a few days! She’s missingnow. The Wolfsens are coming to our family to demand an explanation!”

Ronald stood up in shock. “Killed him? Who’s dead?”

“Who else? Her mentally retarded husband! Hurry, shut the door. They are coming to kick a fuss up!”Ronald’s wife locked the door to their house hastily.

Worry spread across Ronald’s face. As he sweated profusely, he muttered, “What should we do? Shekilled him, so they won’t forgive us. We’ve already spent the money. What should we do?”

Seeing how anxious her husband was, tears rolled down the woman’s cheeks. “Damn you, AnnWeeder! You’re nothing but trouble!”

That piece of news took me by surprise. I thought Ann would give in instead of killing her husband andescaping from that household. Looks like I’ve underestimated her determination.

As a commotion sounded outside, the villagers gathered around Ronald’s house brandishing weaponssuch as sticks and knives. They yelled, “Ronald Weeder, your daughter killed my son! Come out now! Iwant my son back! If you don’t come out, I’ll burn your house down!”

The deceased’s parents and the rest started hurling curses at Ronald. As they criticized Ronald’sdoings, I pieced together bits and pieces of accusations I had overheard.

The deceased’s name was Fritz Wolfsen. He was born with an intellectual disability, so he had a low IQas an adult. As he was in his thirties without a wife, his parents collected and borrowed around onehundred thousand to buy him a wife from the neighboring village—Ann Weeder. The reason they werewilling to spend that much on her was so she could give birth to Fritz’s offspring, but to their dismay,she kicked up a fuss and even accidentally killed Fritz. Immediately, they hurried to Ann’s family todemand an explanation.

Ronald was scared out of his wits. He sat in the chair and bit his filthy fingernails nervously.

Meanwhile, his wife urged, “What should we do? Huh? We’ve spent all the money they gave us, sothere’s no way we can pay them back now. That b*tch just spells trouble!”

Ronald had spent a few hundred thousand so his son could go to school in the city.

No wonder he rejected my fifty thousand earlier as it was too little for him. Initially, I wondered why hewas so frugal after selling his daughter. It was because he had spent all the money on his son.

I didn’t see his son even though I had been here twice. Clearly, he had sent his son away before I evengot here. I could understand why, though. Every parent wished only the best for their children. Theyhoped their children would lead a different life from theirs.