She only wanted to tell that scoundrel Brian about my death, yet she was harshly shoved out by her own father.
Brian, looking worried, gently rubbed and caressed Winnie's hand.
"Are you okay, Winnie? It's my fault for not raising my daughter properly."
Such a gentle tone—something he hadn't used since courting me.
"This must be Whitney's doing, instructing Lily to act up. I'll divorce her as soon as I get home."
Divorce? It seemed he couldn't wait to be with Winnie.
I was his lawful wife.
And she's just a home-wrecking mistress.
How could he treat his wife and daughter this way?
Winnie deliberately rubbed the bite mark, crying pitifully.
"Brian, don't blame Lily. Blame me for calling Whitney to bring the medication.
"It's all my fault. I caused Lily to hate me so much!
"I never expected Lily to bite me. It's all my fault, all my fault!"
"Hurry and apologize to Auntie Winnie!
"You're so young, yet already misbehaving!"
Lily wiped the blood from her mouth and stared coldly at Brian, her eyes full of disappointment.
"I won't! She's the one who should apologize!"
I got hit by a truck and was torn to pieces because of a prank call.
Brian made her apologize to Winnie!
Was this really her father?