“D-Did you guys fight?” Jodie asked.

Wilfred’s facial expression changed instantly. His eyes brimmed with love for his daughter, and his voice softened. “Ah, no! I’m discussing work with your mother, and we have a disagreement. She accidentally broke the vase. I-I’m looking for a band-aid for her!”

Jodie nodded obediently.

“Alright, Jojo,” Wilfred said with a smile. “I’m going to the office. Can you take care of her?”

“Sure.”

As he left, he turned his head to give Delilah a warning glance.

The smirk on her face bordered on a scoff.

What a touching father-daughter moment!

since childhood, was not his biological daughter with

approached Delilah, concerned about the situation. She

mom?!”

her head spun from the force of the slap. She staggered, almost falling

she tasted blood at the corner

“Mom—”

me that!” Delilah vented her rage on Jodie, slapping her, pulling her hair, grabbing her collar, and throwing her against the wall. “You little, ungrateful! Do you think you deserve to call me

out loud. She knew from a young age that the louder she cried after being hit, the more cruel the torture she would

silent, wrapping her arms around her head and enduring

wrong. I deserve this, so please don’t


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