Killed by His First Love, Replaced as Their Favorite

Chapter 6

I suddenly remembered how many times she'd told me that when I had kids, she'd take care of everything for me, so I could stay her little princess forever.

Now that little princess she adored… is gone. And she's out here loving the person who killed my daughter.

I don't feel anything anymore.

We were on our way into the theater when Sean's phone rang.

It was Dr. Grant.

"Sean, get yourself and your father to the City Bureau immediately!" His tone left no room for argument before he hung up.

Sean sighed helplessly and said, "Looks like we're missing the movie."

Ana quickly said, "It's fine, Sean. Work comes first. I'll take the kids with Mom."

Sean nodded and glanced at his father, whose phone also rang simultaneously with a work notification.

"Dad, seems we're heading out together," Sean said.

I saw Ana's eyes tighten, her face draining of color.

"Why… why would they call Dad too? Is… is something wrong?" She forced a smile, but the unease in her voice gave her away.

I looked at her, expression cold. So you're afraid of what's coming too.

"Just a call from work. Probably some urgent case," Dad said lightly.

But Ana grabbed Sean's sleeve, her grip tightening until her knuckles turned white, sweat already dampening her back.

Noticing her distress, Sean asked, "What's wrong? Not feeling well?"

"If you're unwell, take the kids home early," my mom chimed in.

Ana looked ready to take the out, but the kids weren't having it. They dropped to the floor, kicking and screaming.

"No! I want to see the movie!"

"Won't go home! Mommy lied!"

Their piercing screams drew stares from everyone around.

"Enough! Get up!"

Ana's patience finally snapped. She screamed hysterically at the children, not a trace of her usual gentleness left.

Sean and my parents stared at her, stunned.

I watched her lose it, something dark curling inside me.

It had barely begun, and she was already this scared.

I couldn't wait to see her reaction when the truth was exposed.

"Sorry, I've got a headache. They're too loud."

Ana's face was pale as she managed a strained smile. But the flash of disgust in her eyes when she looked at the two children didn't escape me.

Wasn't she so in love with Sean that she was willing to have his children? Then why did she look at them with disgust?

I stepped closer and studied their faces.

They looked like neither Sean nor Ana.

A thought crossed my mind, and I almost laughed.

God, I really couldn't wait for the truth to come out.

Dad's phone rang again. It was Mr. Warren.

He said, "Peter, what are you doing? Get over here now. We've got a major breakthrough." His voice was urgent, heavy.

My father's brows drew tight. He knew this wasn't trivial. He quickened his pace at once and said, "Sean, move. Mr. Warren's pushing hard."

Sean leaned in and kissed Ana on the forehead. "Dad and I are heading in. Take the kids home in a cab. Don't overdo it."

Ana seemed about to speak, but they were already gone.

I watched their retreating figures, a faint smile curling on my lips.

By the time my father and Sean reached the station, something in the air already felt off.