I had run out crying to find my dad. My dad had stormed back home with me. When we got there, we found Eva pretending to swallow sleeping pills.
My dad had been shocked and rushed to stop her. But my stepmom had just cried even louder.
"Let me die, honey! I'd rather be dead than be accused by Scarlett of being an adulteress!
"Just because Scarlett asked me for money to buy a phone and I refused, she threatened to tell you I was cheating!"
Eva was more than ten years younger than my dad. Her face, enhanced by cosmetic treatments, was exceptionally beautiful.
She was wearing a black silk slip at that moment. Her figure was curvy and delicate. Combined with her tear-streaked face, she looked pitiful.
My dad had no resistance left.
Since I couldn't provide any solid evidence, he immediately believed her.
He thought I was trying to slander my stepmom because I couldn't get the phone I wanted.
He slapped me hard across the face.
"You brat, how could you be so vicious? Making up lies about cheating! Do you want to drive your mom to death?"
"Don't get angry, honey. It's not worth hurting your health," said Eva.
Eva chimed in while giving me a taunting look.