Chapter 337 He Was An Angel And Now Is Yama

"She won't admit that she killed someone."

Paul said to his mother.

Mrs. Tang shook her head and said, "why haven't you seen it clearly yet?"

"She was sentenced to seven years."

"Seven years?"

This number stung Paul. The woman he loved would have to stay in the dark prison for seven years. She was so smart, so beautiful, how could she stay in such a cruel prison?

"Paul, she wouldn't have been sentenced if it weren't for you," Mrs. Tang looked at her son, who was thinner than before.

Paul of course understood what his mother meant.

It must be her mother who had found them, not to help Nelda, on the contrary, they would increase her deadline.

"Listen to me, breaking up with her won't bring her so much pain. It's so cruel for a girl to be locked up in jail before she turns twenty. "

"Are you human?"

Paul's heart throbbed painfully. He looked at her mother bitterly and asked in a cold voice.

"You send her to prison because I marry her."

"She killed someone! And the evidence is irrefutable. She has admitted it herself. We just want you to be obedient, so we decide to extend her sentence. "

"You want me to be obedient?" Paul smiled coldly. He had been obedient all the time.

From childhood to adulthood, he had always followed their instructions. It was they who arranged for him to go to university, make friends with others and pick whatever major they would like to go to.

He really envied Carlos. Although Carlos was an adopted son, he wouldn't be forced to do something he didn't like.

As for Paul, they arranged everything for him, and they even decided his wife.

He had rebelled and persisted this time, but he had sent his beloved woman to prison.

All of a sudden, he felt dizzy and his world collapsed.

"You said you loved me, but why did you hurt me?" He asked, his eyes red with tears.

But Mrs. Tang couldn't hide the firmness on her face.

"Paul, without any help to your career, how can you manage the Tang consortium in the future with her?"

That was what his mother thought. She looked down upon him.

Yes, he liked studying. He worked hard on books. He didn't like business as much as Carlos did. He wanted to be an ordinary teacher and marry a woman he loved.

His dream was really simple. The life he wanted was not complicated.

However, they were in the house of the Tang Clan, and their collateral relatives were keeping a close eye on them, which would put them to the lowest position at any time.

No matter who they are, they have to marry a powerful wife!

"Haha."

Hearing what her mother said, Paul sneered, "my heart would die if there was no Nelda."

"Paul." Scolded her mother.

"Nelda will be in jail for seven years. If you behave well, we can help her commute her sentence."

"Don't you know what I mean?"

"Yes, I know. Why can't I understand?"

She was telling him to follow their arrangement!

It's his incompetence and cowardice that hurt Nelda!

"What do you want me to do?" He lay on the bed and stared at her. His sad eyes became hollow.

She reached out and wanted to touch her son's face, but shrank back in midair.

"Don't ever think about Nelda."

"I'm so sad that you don't listen to me this time."

Lying on the bed, Paul didn't hear a single word from his mother. He didn't want to listen to her.

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was the wife the Tang Clan had chosen for Paul. They had been engaged, but Paul had never admitted that she was his fiancee.

Their relationship had long been forgotten.

Paul was silent with a straight face.

What Leah said next disgusted Paul to the extreme.

"That's right. Uncle, you are old enough to get married and start your own family."

What was on Leah's mind was that as long as Paul got married and started her own business, Grandpa Tang would share property. This way, she could surely seek benefit for her son.

"Who?" Asked Paul.

"Annie." "She has been waiting for you for so many years. She has always been with you."

Paul sneered and took out a cigarette to smoke.

At this moment, he was completely sober. Looking at his face under the light, Leah was scared. The heavy smoke made her move backward.

"Do you think I will marry her?"

What a joke! How could he marry that woman!

"Paul, you?" Exclaimed Martin.

"I won't marry her!" The smile on Paul's face was as cold as ice.

"But Annie has been with you all the time. If you don't marry her, it's not good for her."

"Do I have to marry her just because she is with me?"

If she wanted to be with him, he could let her be. But if he compromised and married her, that was impossible.

Seeing that his elder brother did not react for a long time, Paul smiled and stood up to flick the ash off his clothes.

"Bro, spend the rest of your life with our father. Don't think too much."

The smile and tone of Paul made Martin feel strange.

Leah wanted to say something more, but was stopped by Martin.

Silence fell.

She couldn't offend this young man.

Paul went upstairs and found a woman on the third floor. She stood there barefoot. When she heard he came back, she ran out without wearing shoes, but she heard these words.

Returning to the room, Paul closed the curtains habitually. Without turning on the light in the room, he opened his eyes and looked around in darkness.

He was thinking about Nelda.

He slowly closed his eyes and tried to fall asleep.

"Nelda, where are you?" He murmured to himself.

Suddenly, a scene came to his mind. Last night, he had vaguely seen the face of Nelda in the hospital.