I knew Arthur cared for me, especially after I was wounded by his mother. I thought he was just complaining, but I Surprise he'd find Eunice, paid her back tenfold.
I still saw it on the news, and when I saw it, I was completely dumbfounded. How could he do such an impulsive thing? It wasn't like her at all.
In the photo, Eunice's cheeks were red and swollen. She didn't look like a noble lady from before. Now, she looked like a pitiful girl who had been abused by her family. Furthermore, the victim of the abuse was actually her own son.
I don't think Eunice could have dreamed that she would end up like this just to intimidate me.
“Ma'am, this is not going to end like this.”
That's the second time I've heard Leigh & Orange say something like that.
He said this to me after seeing the pictures on the news, which felt like a warning, as well as a warning.
Actually, I didn't care if Eunice was beaten up or not. People like her deserved it. She shouldn't have provoked me on purpose, and she shouldn't have gotten physical. All of this was her karma.
But what I do care about is Arthur, the heir to the Brooksville family, whose every move is magnified. I've heard rumors about this strange werewolf from the beginning, now he's beating up his own mother for me. It's hard to imagine what tomorrow's financial magazine will write about it.
I dialed Arthur's number, and his gentle voice said, “Lily, I've Avenged You!”
His words were easy, but I could hear the fatigue in his voice.
“Arthur, you shouldn't be so impulsive.”
I didn't really want to blame him. Nothing else mattered to me as long as Arthur was doing well, but it seemed to me that I had a great influence on him.
No Wonder, Eunice will take the initiative to provoke the door, she may not be able to accept their 10 months pregnant son, would care so much about another woman.
She had no husband to love her, and now she couldn't keep her son. She was a failure, so she had to prove herself urgently. So she found me.
That's what I thought of after she left.
“Lily, are you mad?”
“I'm sorry, Lily. I didn't mean to upset you.”
“No, Arthur, I'm glad you've done so much to protect me,” I said quickly, “But I'm more worried about you, Arthur. I know how difficult your life has been, so I don't want to ruin your life because of me.”
This is the first time I've ever taken Arthur seriously.
There was a long silence on the other end of the line, and it was only with a sigh that I heard Arthur whisper, “Lily, you are the most important thing to me.”
This sweet sentence, let my heart filled with happiness.
In fact, we are the same, because too much care about each other, will be willing to bear some of their own unnecessary suffering.
“Come home soon, Arthur. I miss you.”
That was the most cheesy line I could say.
I'm sure he'll understand. After all, we have a connection, don't we?
I didn't wait for Arthur, but for the unexpected, my father.
Just as I was expecting Arthur to return, the doorbell rang.
When I was about to give him a big hug, I was greeted by my gloomy father.
He slapped me so hard, the strength of a grown man knocked me to the ground.
The wound on the face has not fully recovered, now only feel the taste of blood in the mouth.
“You Stupid b***h! How dare you offend Madame Eunice!”
Father opened his mouth to scold, without any regard for my face.
Leigh & Orange tried to stop him, but his father shouted at him, “You are only a servant, you should not interfere in the master's affairs.”
I motioned for Julian to step down, leaving me and my father alone in the living room.
I scrambled to my feet, thinking that the last time my father was angry, it was because I was pregnant, and now she was mad at me for Eunice.
“Do you have any idea what a stupid thing you've done? Do you have any idea what will happen to the dewitt family if you offend Eunice?”
My father was closing in. When I finally got up, he grabbed my hair and slammed it into the sofa, “You have no idea how hard I've tried to protect the Dewitt family, but you've easily ruined my business!”
I wanted to explain, but my father gave me another tight slap. “Listen, apologize to Mrs. Eunice, or I'll Never Let You Go!”
I looked at my cold father and sneered. What makes you think you have the right to tell me what to do?”
Even Arthur did not dare to let me do things, My Father Dare to say so arrogant, even at this point, to me hit.
“Because you can't disobey me. Angelo is still in the hospital. Are you going to let him die?”
My father whispered these words into my ear.
My expression changed immediately. “I agreed to marry Arthur on the condition that I Cure Angelo. Are you going back on your word?”
My father is a man of his word. I Can't believe he would break his word like that.
“I had to do it to protect the dewitt family.”
“You're a shameless liar!”
I scolded him angrily, but my father showed a fearless expression, he seemed to be convinced that I dare not betray, because he knew my weakness, so can brazen threats.
“Don't pretend to be so aggrieved, it's all your own folly!”
I don't know what kind of stupid thing my father was talking about, but Eunice hit me, and I fought back?
I don't think it's a mistake. On the contrary, I think it's a way to protect myself, that's all.
In the years I was out there alone, I was only strong enough not to be bullied, but my father, without asking any questions, came to my house and beat me up, and what was even more indescribable was that, he even wanted me to apologize to the culprit.
God knows how ridiculous his behavior was.
“Father, do you value family above all else, including Your Daughter?”
“Of course, don't forget your current life. If it weren't for the name dewitt, you would still be living in a rented house in the slums with rats!”
My father's heart only family honor, he never really took us as his children, so can be unbridled trampling bullying.
“You'd better do as you're told, or your son will die a terrible death.”
Father let go of his hand and looked at me in a sorry state. His expression did not change at all. He only said coldly, “You'd better be clear. I'm not discussing with you right now. I'm informing you.”
Angelo, my son, if it wasn't for him, I wouldn't be here, I wouldn't marry Arthur, and now he's my weakness again.
“And what would you have me do, Father?”
I looked at him coldly, eyes no longer have the slightest fear of his heart, he is not worthy.
“To Mrs. Eunice, of course. Remember, I said kneel down and apologize until she forgives you. Got It?”
He was always able to torture me in the most humiliating way, completely ignoring my pride and self-esteem, such a father is simply too terrible!
But I couldn't do anything, because Angelo, my son, was in his hands, and if he said anything, the hospital would stop treating Angelo, and his body wouldn't be able to support it, and I couldn't turn a blind eye to that.
“I will do as you say, but I also want to tell you something,” I said as I stood up and staggered over to him. “Father, don't always think that threats work. You will regret it one day!”
Not because I was so confident in myself, but because I couldn't be controlled forever, and now I knew my father's personality too well, and if I didn't please him just a little bit, he'll stop treating Angelo without mercy.
I Can't always do what he tells me to do. Before it was a substitute marriage, now it's an apology, and in the future, I'm not sure.
I just briefly believed him, but he was in a test my bottom line.
“You'd better remember that I am not only your father, but also your creditor. Shouldn't it be your duty to listen to your creditor?”
A creditor? He really can say that.
I Can't believe this man is my father, the filter I used to put on him when I was a kid, it's all over the place, and I used to think he could do anything, he was my superhero, but now I know, it was my father who drove me to Hell.
It's funny that I should have any illusions about him.
This was Brooksville's house, and even when my father was angry, he did not dare call me by my first name. He was just so cold and condescending, “Eve Devitt, remember your duty. Everything you have now depends on me. You'd better do as I say or you'll be sorry!”
It's not that I can't hear the threat in my father's words.
At the end of the day, he's just using Angelo to manipulate me, and it was stupid of me to believe him.
The pain in my body was far less than the pain in my heart. I never thought that my father, who had given me warmth in my childhood, would now become an emotionless executioner in order to achieve his goal, at the expense of his own daughter out.
He was so cruel, so cruel that I wondered if he was just acting, and not really fatherly to me.
But it doesn't matter now, because I don't care anymore.