Here is the refined English translation, faithful to the emotional intensity and novel-like tone, without adding unnecessary words and without any forbidden symbols:

By the time I rushed to the hospital, my legs were already giving out.

My father lay on the bed with his eyes tightly shut. His face was mottled with bruises, his chest wrapped in thick bandages, and his leg shattered into a comminuted fracture, encased in a cast that made it look like a cold block of stone.

The moment my mother saw me, her tears fell instantly. She clutched my hand, voice shaking as she told me what had happened.

My father ended up like this… because of Caleb.

All because he wanted to protect his childhood sweetheart, who was pregnant. All because my father happened to glance at Heidi as he walked by.

Caleb hadn’t asked a single question, hadn’t confirmed anything. He attacked my father on the spot, calling him a pervert and claiming he had “frightened a pregnant woman.”

Hearing this felt like someone splitting me open with bare hands.

Looking at my father, barely clinging to life, I forced down my trembling and called the police.

Soon, the court date arrived.

That day, Caleb and Heidi walked into the courtroom hand in hand, as if they were attending a casual gathering.

When they saw me, there was no guilt on their faces, not even the faintest hint of unease. It was as if the person they had hurt wasn’t a living human being, but simply a piece of useless trash.

“Do we really have to make this such a big deal, Julia?”

Caleb stood behind me, his tone filled with impatience and judgment.

I didn’t look back. I only said coldly, “You forced me to this.”

Then I strode into the courtroom, refusing to look at their disgusting faces again.

The trial began.

Caleb immediately put on a righteous expression, his voice firm and clear, as though he were the victim.

“As far as I know, my father-in-law kept staring at my friend Heidi. He disrupted public order and frightened a pregnant woman. Had I not been present, who knows what he might have done. I was protecting the community. I would rather uphold justice than shield my own family.”

As he spoke, he placed Heidi behind him, guarding her like she was some priceless treasure.

Then he shot me an irritated look.

“You’re not at the hospital caring for a cripple, yet you come here to accuse me? This is a courtroom. We speak with evidence, not emotion. Withdraw the suit. If something happens to your family because of this, I won’t take responsibility.”

At that moment, I finally understood why she tried so hard to stop me from calling the police.

Even when I knelt and begged her, she refused to stand up for my father.

Because from beginning to end, she stood on Heidi’s side.

I clenched my teeth, pushing down my fury as I tried one last time to summon even a shred of humanity from him.

“My father treated you like his own son. He helped you with everything, supported your promotions, helped you chase your dreams. He gave you everything he could.”

“Now he lies half dead because of you. You are his son-in-law. Can you truly live with yourself?”

Caleb rolled his eyes, speaking with disdain.

“Law is impartial. I am righteous in this. I stand with truth, not with family. I am willing to testify that your father’s leg was already damaged before. It has nothing to do with me.”

He lied without even a flicker of emotion.

My hands trembled with anger as I submitted the surveillance footage I had saved.

It was the crucial evidence showing Heidi striking my father first.

But when the video played, the screen showed nothing but static.

The evidence had been switched.

Heidi cast me a cold glance, mouthing two words: “Idiot.”

The only people with access to the evidence were me… and Caleb.

I slammed my hands on the table and shot to my feet. “Caleb! You tampered with the evidence! Do you have any humanity left?”

Caleb didn’t panic. He simply squeezed Heidi’s hand under the table, soothing her as gently as if comforting a child.

“Heidi is kind. She didn’t want to escalate the situation. She wanted to give your family a chance. But you came here full of malice, daring to frame her.”

Then he handed over an audio recording.

My father’s voice suddenly came through the speaker.

“So you’re Heidi? The child you’re carrying may not even be his. Give me five million, or I’ll ruin you.”

My entire body went rigid. The thread holding my sanity snapped in an instant.

Impossible.

The recording was fake.

My father had been unconscious ever since he was beaten. I had watched the dashcam footage dozens of times. That sentence never existed.

Heidi frowned, speaking in a fragile tone as if she had been cornered.

“Your father threatened me. I barely escaped.”

Caleb immediately pulled her into his arms, his voice cold and absolute.

“Julia, I will never forgive you. Your father being crippled is his own retribution.”

Then they presented all kinds of forged evidence, accusing my father of extortion, threats, and violence.

The judge didn’t even bother to look closely. A few perfunctory words, and the verdict came down.

I lost.

In an instant, my father and I became villains. Monsters who failed at extortion and then harmed a pregnant woman out of spite.

The snickers and mockery from the gallery stung my ears. I clenched my fists so tightly my nails dug deep into my palms.

The moment the hearing ended, before we even stepped out of the courthouse, reporters and onlookers had already blocked the entrance.

Heidi walked out surrounded by flashing cameras and sympathetic hands. Tears shimmered in her eyes, her palms pressed together like a persecuted saint.

The crowd’s anger and pity exploded at once, and fingers flew toward me and my mother.

I stood in the middle of it all, the cold wind numbing my already frozen face.

This wasn’t justice.

This was a trial they had orchestrated from the start.

Caleb wrapped Heidi protectively in his arms, his tone dripping with tenderness.

“Heidi, don’t worry. I won’t let anyone threaten you. I’ll protect you.”

The crowd’s emotions surged even higher.

Someone recognized me and immediately hurled a rotten egg my way.

A bucket of foul-smelling blood splashed down from the top of my head, seeping down my neck and soaking into my clothes. The stench was overwhelming, icy, humiliating.

“She’s a woman too, yet she tried to use someone’s reputation as leverage. Does she even have a conscience!”

“If the judge hadn’t been fair, that poor girl would have been ruined forever!”

“Her father deserved to be crippled! A daughter like that will never meet a good end!”

The curses pierced my ears like arrows.

I bit down on my lip until the taste of blood mixed with the stench filling my throat.

Only then did Caleb finally glance my way, frowning as if he were looking at filth.

“Stop resisting. If you behave, I can still consider our past and live with you peacefully.”

My voice was hoarse, barely holding up.

“Impossible. Even if it costs me everything, I’ll fight you to the end.”

Caleb’s expression darkened.

“Still refusing to repent.”

Heidi bent down slightly, giving me a gentle, pitiful look.

“I’m sorry about your father, but even if time went backward, I still wouldn’t agree to his demand for five million.”

Caleb followed her words smoothly, playing the righteous man.

“I’m your husband, but I stand for justice. I cannot allow wickedness to spread.”

The crowd was completely ignited.

“What a good man! Why do good people always end up with this kind of wife!”

“A woman like her would drive anyone to divorce!”

Watching Caleb’s performance made my stomach churn.

My legs suddenly buckled, and I stumbled forward.

Caleb shoved Heidi aside and kicked me hard in the chest.

“You’re trying to fake an injury at the courthouse too? How was I ever blind enough to fall for someone so disgusting!”

Pain exploded in my chest, knocking the breath out of me.

But deeper inside, in that place he once held, it hurt even more.

Three years ago, when his enemies tried to kill him, I had thrown myself in front of the blade to save him.

And now, the only thing he remembered was how to crush me.

Heidi tugged on his sleeve, her soft voice instantly hooking his attention.

“Caleb, my stomach hurts again. Can you make me some porridge? You cook well.”

He agreed at once and hurried off with her on his arm.

I watched their silhouettes fade, feeling something inside my chest shatter piece by piece.

For three years of marriage, every meal at home was cooked by my father and me.

Even when we had a fever or were burning up, he never stepped into the kitchen.

Yet now he was willing to cook porridge for another woman.

I let out a bitter laugh. It felt like a knife had cut me open.

Before getting into the car, Heidi suddenly turned back. Her face was filled with kindness and fragile innocence.

“Do not dirty your hands because of disgusting people. Heaven always has justice.”

The bystanders were instantly moved to tears.

Someone even spat on me a few times.

More people cursed while walking away.

I straightened myself, every wound on my body burning with pain.

But when I thought of my father, I gritted my teeth and rushed back to the hospital.

People pointed at me everywhere I passed.

That was when I realized the court video had already gone viral online.

Heidi had become the delicate angel millions wanted to protect, while my father and I were cursed as parasites, villains, and swindlers.

When I walked into the ward, my father was wrapped in layers of bandages, both legs shattered, even his breathing trembling.

I almost collapsed from the pain in my chest.

Others in the room murmured complaints.

“A person like that is vicious. Injuring himself just to fake an accident.”

“He better not try to extort us. Tell them to get out.”

I tried desperately to explain, but no one wanted to believe me.

My father listened to their words, shaking with anger as he pounded the bed.

He had spent his whole life helping others, yet he was being insulted like this, all because he trusted the wrong person.

He looked at me with hopeless eyes.

“I treated Caleb like a son. He has never been wronged in his life. Why would he help others hurt me? What did I do wrong?”

I could no longer hold back. Tears streamed down my face.

But the people around us kept mocking.

“You are all vicious. This is the retribution you deserve.”

More and more people crowded around the door, throwing filthy and hateful looks at us.

I could not bear to let my father suffer another second. I decided to discharge him.

But when the doctor brought the bill, I froze completely.

All the charges had been raised to more than ten times the original amount.

The doctor lowered his voice.

“You offended someone you should not have. Some debts must be paid.”

Bodyguards surrounded me like hunters blocking their prey.

It was clear they would not let us go without the money.

My hands trembled as I took out my phone, only to find the account balance had become zero.

Caleb had transferred everything out.

I called him immediately.

Caleb’s voice was lazy, even amused.

“Heidi has been having trouble sleeping. Consider this her emotional compensation.”

I could not stop myself from shouting.

“That is my father’s medical fee.”

“As long as you publicly admit you slandered Heidi, she will give you a large payout,” Caleb said calmly.

“His legs are already broken. There is no point saving him. Better to admit guilt and let him spend the rest of his life comfortably in bed.”

“Once this is over, I will live well with you again.”

The next moment I heard a heavy thud on his end, followed by breathy, intimate sounds.

Realization struck me instantly.

My phone slipped from my hand. I covered my mouth, fighting the urge to vomit.

Before the doctor could call security, the police arrived.

“Heidi and Caleb reported that your father attempted to extort them. We need to bring him in for questioning.”

My father had just finished surgery and was in unbearable pain.

I knelt and begged, but the officers could only shake their heads.

“These are orders from above. We cannot do anything.”

I tried to block the bed, but they said I was obstructing the law.

My father was dragged away violently, the bandages on his legs turning red with fresh blood.

I ran after them, but when I reached the corner, a black bag suddenly covered my head.

A storm of fists and kicks crashed down on me.

“How dare you lay a hand on Caleb’s woman. Learn your place.”

“Do not kill her. She is still Caleb’s wife.”

“Wife? Caleb never cared about her. His heart has always been with Heidi. If she had not forced herself in, she would never have married him.”

I did not know how long the beating lasted before they finally left.

I lay curled on the ground, motionless, like a discarded rag.