Chapter 7
With those sentences, they had cut off my life. Even the creditor had cut off my fingers in front of them. But they had been unmoved. So, now was the time for them to have a taste of what I endured in my last life.
“Dad, were you going to give me the money or not?”
“If you didn’t, don’t blame us for acting rude!”
They had gloomy expressions with threatening tones.
It caused Mr. Wendell even more upset, shouting, “Shut up! Who allowed you to make trouble?”
‘Dad, was the promise you made to us false?”
Were you going to use us as a shield and give Erica everything?”
The third son, George, became even more exasperated and he angrily said, “No wonder you had been unwilling to acknowledge us for so many years. It turned out that you had been using small favors to satisfy us and then secretly leaving the future CEO position to Erica?”
Their outrageous imagination made Mr. Wendell’s heart hurt.
His breathing became rapid.
Meanwhile, I pretended to care as I asked, “Dad, what happened? Was it serious?”
After that, I scolded them, “Whether you’re my father’s illegitimate sons or not, do you still want to make my father sick with what you said when he just woke up from his coma? Are you still
human?”
Immediately, everyone began following my suit. They all told the three men that they were too much.
The poor Mr. Wendell just woke up, but they kept talking about money. How could they be so shameless?”
‘Let alone anything else, Mr. Wendell said that he would deal with it privately. Yet, they had the audacity to do it before us. Wasn’t this slapping him in the face?”
Yeah… if this was exposed, it seems that the image that the old man had built up all his life would be gone then?”
What ‘dutiful‘ sons he have!”
When these words were said, Mr. Wendell stood up again and said, “Everyone, please be my witness here. Let me tell you, these three were not my sons!”
After driving them away, Mr. Wendell almost couldn’t breathe. He looked at the ceiling with nfinite emotion. It seemed that everything approached him only for his money.
Fortunately, I still have you,” my father said, holding my hand.
So now that he was disappointed with his son, he thought of me as his daughter? Then, why hadn’t he thought of me when he had seen me struggling overseas? Why hadn’t he shown up even when I had been depressed and needed to take medicine because of debt collection? Didn’t he think it was ridiculous to talk about father–daughter relationship with me now?
I wouldn’t indulge him, so I told him straight away, “Since you thought I was good, why didn’t you
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give me everything?”
“That … ”
For a moment, my father was speechless.
He then pretended to cough, saying, “We needed to discuss this.”
I just laughed.
He sighed and said to me, “I admitted it to you now. They were my children.”
“I had made some mistakes in my early years, so I had them.”
“I had wanted to announce it, but I didn’t want to hurt your heart. So, I kept it a secret. You had to understand my painstaking efforts.”
It was still painstaking.
I just glanced at him as I asked him, “Could you make the same mistake again and again? And managed to have three children with different ages?”
“Dad, there were three children. That means that you cheated on Mom at least three times. Were you sure it had been unintentional all three times?”
Mr. Wendell was so embarrassed that he couldn’t face me, only coughing continuously.
“Since you were afraid of hurting my feelings, just put them abroad. Besides, many rich people had illegitimate children. Yet, they would pay to exile their illegitimate children abroad. Then, why did you show them off before me?”
Or such an important position in the company.
Clearly, that was training the illegitimate sons to be the future CEO.
“That …
