He Got a New Mercedes, I Got Forgotten by My Family Chapter 05

My wife nodded, still looking bewildered.

The lead officer spoke up, flashing his badge.

“Then you’ll need to come with us, ma’am. We’ve received a report that you’re suspected of

abusing your authority, diverting critical medical resources, and causing a patient’s death rough gross negligence.”

Theo immediately stepped in front of my wife.

“That’s ridiculous! Vivian has devoted her life to this hospital, and she’d never do anything like that! You can’t just arrest someone without evidence!”

He turned around and shouted at the crowd.

“Who did this? Who reported Vivian?!”

The nurse who’d been standing quietly in the corner finally stepped forward.

“I did.”

Theo grabbed her by the collar and raised his fist, ready to hit her.

Fortunately, the officers caught his arm before he could strike.

“Sir, calm down!” one of them warned sternly. “If you keep this up, you’ll be coming with us, too.”

“If you want evidence, we can show you.”

The officer pulled out his phone and displayed a series of records documenting how my wife had abused her authority and repeatedly diverted medical resources over the years.

The most damning piece of evidence was a screenshot of a group chat from the day of the accident. My wife’s message was clearly visible:

[Theo was in a car accident. Everyone, drop whatever you’re doing and report to his room immediately!]

Then the officer showed them a video recorded outside the operating room. It captured the conversation between my wife, the nurse, and me that day, including every desperate plea I’d made for help.

Faced with undeniable evidence, my wife collapsed. Theo barely managed to catch her before she hit the ground.

ast then, another officer leaned over and whispered something to the lead detective.

He took out another photograph and carefully compared it with Theo’s face.

“Mr. Langford, you’re also suspected of attempted murder. You’H need to come with us

His words caused an uproar.

Everyone looked utterly confused. Even I had no idea what was going on.

Most people knew about my wife’s misconduct, at least to some extent. But why was Theo suddenly being accused of murder?

Only Theo seemed genuinely terrified.

“Nonsense! I’ve never done anything like that!”

He got hysterical, raising his voice.

“You want to arrest me? Go ahead! I bet you don’t have a shred of evidence!”

The officer calmly raised his phone again.

“This is footage from the security camera outside your home. It shows Theo sneaking over to

Elliot’s car and tampering with the brakes. You can even hear him muttering, ‘Just die already!’”

Theo hadn’t expected that my wife had insisted I drive him that day, forcing him to ride in the same car he’d sabotaged.

Now I finally understood why he’d seemed so nervous the moment we got in. He’d kept reminding me to drive slowly, as if he were afraid something might happen.

My mother dropped to her knees, sobbing.

“Theo, why? Why would you do this?”

Why?

Maybe I knew the answer.

A few months earlier, Theo had gotten himself into trouble with gambling debts and borrowed.

money from loan sharks. When he couldn’t pay them back, he came to me in desperation.

But I didn’t have that kind of money to bail him out, so I told him to go to the police.

He dropped to his knees and begged me through his tears.

“Please don’t call the police, Elliot! If you do, my life is over.”

“And those loan sharks will cut off my hands! Please, I’m begging you. You have to help me

But I refused to let him keep digging himself into a deeper hole. More than that, I couldn’t stand by and watch my parents’ years of hard work go to waste because of him.

I gritted my teeth and turned him down.

When he realized I wouldn’t change my mind, he came up with another scheme.

Putting on a pitiful expression, he said, “Fine, Elliot. I’ll go to the police. But can you give me two days to get my head straight first?”

He looked so miserable that I softened and agreed, but I never imagined he’d try to kill me just to keep me quiet.

The officer then brought up another video from my dashcam and played it for my wife.

“Take a look. This is your husband, the man who died because you diverted the doctors who should’ve been treating him.”

On the screen, as the crash happened, I could be seen throwing myself over Theo, shielding him with my own body.

My parents stared at Theo in disbelief. My mother, who’d just been sobbing over him, looked as if she’d seen a monster.

The entire crowd fell silent.

My wife was the first to react. She lunged at Theo and grabbed him by the collar.

“Theo! You murderer! How could you be so cruel? How could you do this to Elliot?”

“He was always so good to you! Have you forgotten everything he’s ever done for you?!”

Her voice grew more frantic as she raised her hand to strike him.

The officers quickly stepped in and restrained her.

In all these years, this was the first time I’d ever seen my wife raise a hand against Theo.

Realizing there was no way out, Theo suddenly threw his head back and laughed.

Then he turned to my wife, his eyes completely devoid of warmth.

“Me? Cruel? Who do you think taught me to be this way?”

“And you want to call me a murderer? Weren’t you the one who summoned every doctor to my room on the day of the accident? You made sure Elliot couldn’t get surgery in time! If you hadn’t done that, do you think killing him would’ve been so easy?”

His words struck my wife like a knife to the heart.

Her entire body went rigid. Every mistake she’d made over the years seemed to come rushing back tightening around her like chains. The weight of her guilt finally began to crush her.

“I’m sorry, Elliot! It’s all my fault! I blamed you for everything all these years.”

She grabbed her hair and shook her head violently, her eyes wide with horror.

“I was wrong. I should be the one who dies…”

She stumbled and crawled toward my grave, then wrapped her arms around the headstone, sobbing

uncontrollably.

She ran her fingers over the small photograph of me engraved on it.

“Please wake up, Elliot. Please! I’ll apologize. I’ll do anything if you’ll forgive me…

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