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Theresa thought it was all due to the happy luck of the previous life that a woman could give birth to a child, why would it hurt her?
When Armand took over the case, all the lawyers went after him.
âMr. Bernie, we canât take over this case. We have no chance of winning.â
âThatâs right, the woman committed suicide. They will only lose some money. Besides, her son died too. The case is irritating, but we canât make it idealistic. We have to face reality.â
âWhat is the reality?â asked Armand.
Anderson said, âWe have to face the problems that occur in reality.
There are many things that we think are injustice, but there are many deficiencies in the laws for marriage. For example, if a man and a woman cheat on each other, is it a crime?
Obviously, it is not, which limits our authority to defend the parties involved. What is the point of winning or losing this lawsuit? She was dead. When one dies, there is nothing left. At best, we are fighting for a little money for the family of the deceased. What does money mean compared to the life of a human being?
As for us, by winning this case, we are only fighting for a little money for our client. We canât put the cheater in jail, we can barely do anything against him, and we will offend him. What do you think is the point of such a lawsuit?â
Andersonâs point was that this case could not be taken over. It required too much workload and effort, and the outcome was not good.
âSo, shall we drop it?â Theresa understood his point, i.e., this case, no matter win or lose, didnât make much sense.
The man was at fault for having a wife. However, it wasnât against the law. He did not kill his wife. His wife committed suicide, so there was nothing to do with him.
The lawsuit was nothing more than a small settlement.
Theresa thought it was unfair, the price for cheating was too small.
âIf he didnât like her, why did he marry her in the first place?
Is a mistress always better than a wife?
âAlthough itâs a harsh saying, in a way itâs true.â
âYeah, you canât take care of it.â Anderson said, and a few lawyers behind him echoed, thinking they couldnât make much profit from it and would otherwise offend people.
âWhat if I insist on taking charge?â Armand didnât want to understand too much. He could understand, but when he saw that the other party went to his funeral to take the dead manâs ashes and threw them on the ground, he thought they had acted too over the top!
Even if the cheater only lost some money, he thought it was a punishment to let everyone know he was at fault.
âWhy are you doing this?â said one of the lawyers.
Anderson added, âYeah, it doesnât make sense. Why are you doing this? Youâve told us that our profession is both fair and unfair at the same time. We canât survive in this race if we only fight for justice. Why are you so stubborn now and forget what you have said?â
Armand whispered, âThat was in the past.â
He had a different mentality now. At that time, he just wanted to be prestigious and did many things that went against his will and morals.
Sometimes, he knew his client was at fault, but he tried to defend him by all means. There was nothing he could do as a lawyer.
In the past, he did not care about the case. As long as he could get profit or prestige out of it, he would take care of it.
He used to tell this to the lawyers in his firm, but now, he suddenly changed his thoughts.
His conscience pricked him.
He thought that he was now so unfortunate because he had done so many things that were against justice.
âIt is not easy for us to have such a prestigious company. I donât understand why you are so stubborn.â Anderson couldnât understand. He hadnât been like that before, why had he suddenly changed?
Armand looked down, âWhat goes around comes around.â
He wanted to do some good deed, for the sake of the people around him and for his own.
They failed to persuade him and would say no more. They all left his office.
Theresa stood by the window and gave him a glance, âWhatâs on your mind?â
Armand got up and walked out from the office desk. He stood in front of her and stared at her. He reached out and hugged Theresa, âWe will lose our son because of me.â
Theresa didnât want to remember the past. She said to Armand in a serious tone, âLetâs not talk about the past. Itâs history now. If I decide to forgive you it means I have put the past behind me. The wound is healed but a scar remains. If you talk about it, you are revealing my scar, it hurts.â
Armandâs gaze lingered for a moment. A few tears came from the corners of his eyes. His gaze was not as fiery as before.
Soon, he closed his eyes and said in a low tone, âI wonât mention it in the future, never ever.â
That was Theresaâs and his lifelong wound.
âLetâs go back early today.â Armand hugged her and Theresa said yes.
They left the office. Armandâs phone in his pocket rang. She pulled it out and the screen showed it was his home phone number. He knew that, if it wasnât Elizabethâs, it was Elizabethâs maid. He knew why she had called him. Theresa was relaxed these days. She didnât want him to worry, so she hung up the call.
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