My Dad Tried to Kill Me, for His Mistress' Son - Chapter 11: Chapter 11
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I stood frozen, my eyes glued to the horrific scene—my father straddling Eden's lifeless body, drenched in blood, pounding into her like a man possessed. A cold, empty ache settled deep in my chest, like my heart had been hollowed out.
When I finally snapped out of it, I turned to my uncle, my voice barely above a whisper. "What the hell just happened?"
He let out a bitter laugh. "That bastard your dad thought was his son? Turns out, he wasn't even his."
"You know how obsessed he was with having a male heir. You really think he wouldn't lose his shit after hearing that?"
"I had someone slip him a video of that whore screwing another man—then dropped a few well-placed words to really set him off. Oh, and funny thing—the guy I sent just happened to be a hospital maintenance worker. Carrying around hammers and screwdrivers? Totally normal, right?"
"So when your dad lost it, grabbed the nearest tool, and went after her? Well, doesn't that just make perfect sense?"
…So this was what my uncle meant when he said he wouldn't dirty his own hands.
He never told me how he got the footage of my dad and Eden's affair. Just said some things were too dark, too twisted—things a girl like me shouldn't have to know.
I watched as security wrestled my father to the ground. He screamed, sobbed, completely shattered. My uncle just sneered in disgust before guiding me out of the hospital without a backward glance.
It wasn't until we reached Volkten that I truly understood the power behind my grandfather's name.
He wasn't just wealthy—he was the wealthiest. A titan of industry, a man who commanded fear and respect in equal measure.
With the best doctors in the world, my mother slowly recovered.
And me? My life flipped in ways I never saw coming.
After years of being tossed aside, ignored, treated like I didn't exist—suddenly, I was wanted. Protected. Loved.
My father?
After killing Eden, he was locked up. When they sentenced him to death, he lost it completely. Bashed his own skull against the cell wall and ended his miserable life.
Now, sitting beside my mother, her hand in mine, I waited for her to wake up.
No more looking back.
This time, we'd live the life we were meant to have.
(The End)
When I finally snapped out of it, I turned to my uncle, my voice barely above a whisper. "What the hell just happened?"
He let out a bitter laugh. "That bastard your dad thought was his son? Turns out, he wasn't even his."
"You know how obsessed he was with having a male heir. You really think he wouldn't lose his shit after hearing that?"
"I had someone slip him a video of that whore screwing another man—then dropped a few well-placed words to really set him off. Oh, and funny thing—the guy I sent just happened to be a hospital maintenance worker. Carrying around hammers and screwdrivers? Totally normal, right?"
"So when your dad lost it, grabbed the nearest tool, and went after her? Well, doesn't that just make perfect sense?"
…So this was what my uncle meant when he said he wouldn't dirty his own hands.
He never told me how he got the footage of my dad and Eden's affair. Just said some things were too dark, too twisted—things a girl like me shouldn't have to know.
I watched as security wrestled my father to the ground. He screamed, sobbed, completely shattered. My uncle just sneered in disgust before guiding me out of the hospital without a backward glance.
It wasn't until we reached Volkten that I truly understood the power behind my grandfather's name.
He wasn't just wealthy—he was the wealthiest. A titan of industry, a man who commanded fear and respect in equal measure.
With the best doctors in the world, my mother slowly recovered.
And me? My life flipped in ways I never saw coming.
After years of being tossed aside, ignored, treated like I didn't exist—suddenly, I was wanted. Protected. Loved.
My father?
After killing Eden, he was locked up. When they sentenced him to death, he lost it completely. Bashed his own skull against the cell wall and ended his miserable life.
Now, sitting beside my mother, her hand in mine, I waited for her to wake up.
No more looking back.
This time, we'd live the life we were meant to have.
(The End)
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