Chapter 230: Thought Clarity
Yang Fan and Pan Xiaoxia walked out of the police station together.
As for Cao Wang, he was still inside, waiting for the procedures to be completed. The police station would send him to the psychiatric hospital for treatment.
It wasn’t exactly eating free meals, but it was roughly the same.
"Young man, I’m truly sorry." As the two were about to exit the alley in silence, Pan Xiaoxia suddenly spoke.
Yang Fan shook the only reconciliation document he had taken from the police station and said, "Your apology is already on this, no need to say more. If he were a normal person, this matter definitely wouldn’t have ended."
"But his condition has escalated to the point of endangering society, what more can I say?"
"Thank you." Pan Xiaoxia looked at Yang Fan gratefully, pulled down the hair by her temples to cover the bruises on her face, and sighed lightly, "He had a car accident while speeding before, and became mentally unstable afterward. He spent three years in the hospital, draining half a lifetime of savings. Although he was a bit slow when he came out, he seemed normal."
"But recently, I don’t know why, he suddenly started suspecting me of cheating. He didn’t even know how it happened, but every day he suspected me of cheating, saying I was cuckolding him. I found it very bizarre. Because of this, we had fought several times, and I had paid off the issues. I didn’t expect this time to be so serious."
Yang Fan was taken aback, "Someone must have told him something, otherwise, how could such a change occur suddenly? It must be some jerks treating him like a fool and making things up like, ’Look at your beautiful wife cheating on you, planning to run away with someone,’ which agitated him."
Pan Xiaoxia suddenly realized, "How could I not have thought of that, those bastards!"
"I still don’t understand, he didn’t even know what happened, but knew I was his wife. When he was normal, I even felt like I was raising a son. But suddenly, he started obsessing over these matters. If I just talked casually to someone, he would chase after them and ask, ’Did you mess with... mess with my wife?’"