Because I Cannot Hurt You

It was at that moment that everybody had arrived. Han Tian's words shook them to their core. Shuang saw her father's cheek slit a bit, and a drop of blood trickled down through it.

"D-Dad!"

She had tears in her eyes as she rushed to his side.

Han Huizhong froze. He slowly turned and saw Zhiyuan, Xinyi, and Zizi standing behind at a distance.

"You...What are you three doing here!?" His nostrils flared in anger.

Shuang checked An Guoting's face and bit her lip hard. "Dad, you are bleeding!"

An Guoting, who was already pale from being sick a little, dismissed her. He breathed a little heavily. "I am fine…"

"You are not fine at all! Look at your cheek! A bruise is forming. It's getting so purple…"

She glared at Han Tian. "Uncle Han! How dare you hit my father!?"

Han Tian stared at her. "Compared to what your father did to my sister, two punches are hardly a punishment, dear."

Tears streamed down her cheeks, and her chest heaved up and down. "You are wrong! You are speaking nonsense! Dad raped Aunt Han? Are you out of your mind?"

"Zongying is dead here! You are standing before her grave, which is the biggest proof she isn't with us anymore. And because of whom? It's An Guoting! Your father who assaulted my sister! My sister preferred to die rather than live a life of humiliation, and you say I am out of my mind? He just doesn't deserve a few punches. He deserves to die!"

Saying that he lunged towards An Guoting again. 

"Dad!" Zhiyuan ran towards him and held him back. "Dad, stop it!"

Xinyi and Zizi rushed towards him too, to stop him from getting any more violent.

"Why Zhiyuan…" he looked at him, tired. "Are you also going to stand up for him just like your mother did? Will you also leave me alone like she did?"

Zhiyuan said in a soft voice, "Dad, it's not like that. Please, just calm down."

"That's what we all have been doing for so many years, Zhiyuan! Everything has its limits, and An Guoting has crossed it today by coming here to visit Zongying's grave! What more does he want after taking her life? What else is left? Not today, Zhiyuan. I had enough. Either this man will die today or me! I won't let him go back on his two legs after daring to come here!"

A huge argument started once again, and it was getting difficult to hold back Han Tian. His rage refused to calm down.

"Dad, please for Zizi and me. Please stop."

Han Huizhong, who was watching everything unfold, trembled at his spot. He shook and shivered. He felt weak and hopeless.

Seeing them all here meant that they already knew about Han Zongying. And now they knew what had happened to her. He never wanted anybody to realize this truth. 

But now it was over.

He felt weak in his knees, and he slowly clutched his chest. Xinyi was the first whose attention went to Han Huizhong.

"Grandpa!" She caught him just in time when he was about to collapse.

Han Huizhong was sweating and breathing heavily. His eyes were moist, and he looked in immense pain.

Zizi was shaking badly after witnessing this commotion. "Grandpa…" She supported him from the other side.

Xinyi burst into tears. "Grandpa…Zhiyuan!"

Zhiyuan and Han Tian froze after seeing his condition.

"Dad!"

"Don't... fight…" he whispered weakly, "Not here...My... daughter is here...let her rest…"

Han Tian broke down. "I am sorry Dad...I am really sorry I didn't listen to you. Please don't collapse on me like that…"

Zhiyuan quickly said, "I will call the ambulance."

Shuang intervened. "Wait, I will call Jack. He will make the arrangements."

Han Huizhong shook his head. "I am fine…"

Xinyi cried. "You are not fine, Grandpa! You are close to getting an attack."

"Please, Xinyi. I just want to go home…You already know about Zongying now. I don't know how…" he gasped, "Maybe it's finally time to...to come out with it. It's no use hiding anymore."

Zhiyuan firmly said, "We will talk after you become healthy again. Just stay put for now."

"Please, Zhiyuan...I know my body. I am alright. I am not getting an attack. I will not kick the bucket so soon…" he weakly chuckled, "at least not until I get to hold my great-granddaughter in my arms."

Zizi flared. "Why are you so stubborn!?"

Han Huizhong trembled. He slowly turned his head and lifted his gaze towards her. 

"Zizi…"

He stared at her and smiled with tears in his eyes. 

Zizi didn't know why, but his look shook her, and her chest tightened in pain.

Zhiyuan quickly supported him and helped him into the car.

He looked back at Han Tian. "Let's talk at home, Dad."

He said nothing.

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Han villa.

"Dad?"

Caihong came rushing at the moment she heard about An Guoting's injury from Shuang. She saw An Guoting sitting blankly on a couch where Shuang was tending to his wounds.

She gasped and covered her mouth in shock. "Dad…"

She bent on her knees and checked him. "W-What happened? Why is he hurt like that? Who hit him? Tell me his name!" 

An Guoting didn't respond.

"Uncle Han," Shuang said without emotion.

Caihong widened her eyes. "What? I am being serious here, Shuang."

"We all are, Caihong."

She looked at her, confused. Then she glanced at everybody and felt something was extremely wrong in the air. 

"What is happening? What's going on?"

Jack Si and another doctor came out from Han Huizhong's room. Zhiyuan had asked for Jack Si's help to quickly call for the best cardiologist to check on Han Huizhong's condition.

Xinyi and Zhiyuan quickly asked, "Grandpa!"

The doctor said, "He is weak, but overall, he is fine. It was mild chest pain, but he should be cautious of not taking stress, or it could convert into a heart attack. I have written down his meds and the doses. Make sure he takes them on time."

He left, giving some more instructions.

A few moments later, the maid stepped out and bowed.. "Old Master has called everybody inside."