SECOND CHANCE WITH MY REBORN WIFE

Ceelin With my heart pounding heavily, I entered my parents' house. My father called me earlier and told me to come to their house. After I received his call, I hurriedly went home. Based on my father's tone, I could tell he was angry with me. And when he was angry, he was always hurting me. I don't know why he seemed mad at me. I don't remember disobeying any of his orders. I was an obedient daughter to him. When I entered the house, I saw my father sitting in the living room with my mother and younger sister Lucy. My father's face was dark as his mouth was firmly closed. "Why did you call me here, Dad?" I asked my father nervously when I was standing in front of him. Instead of answering my question, he stood up angrily and his heavy hand strongly landed on my cheek. With the strength of his slap, I fell to the floor and hit my forehead on the edge of the glass center table. My forehead immediately bled after being hit by the center table. But I didn't even see a slight sympathy or pity on my parents' faces, even though they saw me hurt. I clutched my chest tightly. I should be used to this kind of reaction and treatment from them. Since kid, I have not felt the love of a parent from them. They do not consider me their child. So I should not be hurt by repeated scenes like this. Still, I could not help but feel hurt. "Why, Dad? What sin have I committed?" I asked my father with teary eyes. "You still have the guts to ask me?!" he pointed at me angrily. "Didn't I tell you to convince your husband to give me the contract for the project worth a million? Why did he give it to someone else?" "She is getting back at you, Dad. You always hurt her. So I think she purposely did not help you get the contract for the project you wanted," Lucy interrupted with a sneer. Just like my parents, she also did not treat me well. She treated me like I was not her older sister. "Lucy is right, Delfin. Your good daughter really meant not to help you get the project so she could get back at us. Maybe she even provoked Phil so he gave the project that should have been yours to someone else," my mother provoked my father. Both she and Lucy were good at prodding my father. "That's not true, Dad. I begged Phil to give the project to you but he got mad at me. He said I had no right to interfere in his business," I defended myself. "Liar!" Another strong slap from my father landed on my face. The corner of my lip bled and my cheek suddenly went numb. "I did everything to make Phil your husband so that you could help me get closer to the Salvatore family. But what did you do, Ceelin? You ruined my relationship with their family even more!" Two years ago, Phil and I got married because of an embarrassing incident. To save my dignity, Phil has no choice but to marry me even if he doesn't want to. My father demanded that Phil be accountable for what happened to both of us. Phil's father had a high regard for moral values, so he immediately ordered his son to marry me. Phil had no choice but to follow his father's wishes. His father had a heart condition. He was not allowed to get too angry or happy. And besides, Mr. Salvatore had wanted Phil to get married for a long time. He wanted to see his first grandchild before he died. But even though Phil and I were married, his father's wishes were still not fulfilled. I did not get pregnant. And I guess nothing really happened between us that night. Mr. Salvatore died without fulfilling his wish to see his first grandchild. "I did-" "Call your husband now and convince him to give me the contract," Father said firmly. "If you don't convince him, I'll disown you as my daughter!" "How can I do that, Dad? He already gave the contract to someone else." If I did what my father told me to do, Phil would only get mad at me even more. "I don't care how you will convince him, Ceelin! Just call him, right now!" my father snorted, his face was so dark with anger. He sat down on the sofa again and waited for me to call my husband. I was forced to take out my cell phone from inside my bag, and with trembling fingers, I called Phil. My father put my cell phone on the loudspeaker so that he could hear the conversation between Phil and me. "What's the matter?" Phil asked irritably when he answered my call. "Ahm, P-Phil." I didn't know how to beg him to cancel the contract with the company that he had given the project to. "C-Can-" "If you don't have anything important to say, don't bother me because I'm busy." Phil's voice was irritated even more. "The hot bath is ready, Sir," I heard a soft female voice from the background. I closed my eyes tightly. It felt like thousands of needles had pierced my chest. My husband was with another woman. "Thanks, Shirley. I'll be there in a minute to help you undress-" I heard Phil's reply. I didn't hear Phil's complete answer because he had turned off his cell phone before he could finish what he was saying. It was Shirley who was with him. Shirley was Phil's secretary. And it was no secret to me that the woman liked my husband. Based on their conversation, I didn't need to guess what they would do. Anyone could understand what would happen to the two of them after he turned off his cell phone. "Useless, b***h!" my father hissed. He stood up again and kicked me before leaving. "Why did I have a useless daughter like you? You don't deserve to be my daughter," my mother said to me with a bad look before she hurriedly followed my father. Lucy then approached me and firmly pulled down my hair and lifted my face. "Poor, Ceelin. No one wants you. Mom and Dad despised you so much. Your husband hates you. And now, he cheated on you with his secretary," she insulted me. "If I were you. I would rather kill myself than suffer humiliation like this." Lucy laughed annoyingly before she let go of my hair and walked away from me. I was left crying and wondering what great sin I had committed to make my own family suffer me like this? When will I ever experience the love of the people I love? Will they be happy when I am gone from this world?