Behind the Family: Regretful Father and Love

I would have starved to death long ago if mother hadn't given food to me.

My mother wanted to take me away from him secretly. She said that she couldn't let me live like this anymore, but every time we tried to escape, he would catch us.

Then, he gave me a more violent beating.

At that time, my mother always held me in her arms. Otherwise, I would have died long ago.

In Yoel’s eyes, I was a money-losing thing, and my mother couldn’t give birth to a baby boy. Both of us were useless.

No one could help us.

Every day, there was endless domestic violence.

Until my mother got pregnant again.

Only then did my father ease his attitude toward us a little.

Later, he learned that my mother was pregnant with a girl, so he hit her hard to miscarry the baby.

In his eyes, only boys mattered to him. Girls were all money-losing goods.

When I was seven years old, my father left me in the wilderness. It was my mother who threatened him to get me back her life.

My father asked her, "She's just a girl. Why do you care so much about he?!"

Marrying my mother cost him a lot of money. He couldn't bear to divorce her.

It was not until my father cheated on my mother that we knew he had a love daughter at the same age as me.

It turned out that my father had more than one daughter, and that he had a mistress a long time ago.

I held the broken bag filled with empty water bottles and stood on the bustling street uneasily. Looking at my father gently holding a girl, who was wearing a princess dress and smiling at the woman next to him, I suddenly felt ashamed.

It turned out that he just didn't love me and my mother.

However, it was Yoel who proposed to her first.

Since he didn't love her, why did he marry her?

My mother hugged me but said nothing.

Later, she finally divorced him. The price she paid was to give up all her assets.

My father with the woman and their daughter, lived in the house bought by my mother at ease.

But after leaving him, my mother and I started living a better life than before.

At the very least, no one would hit us.

I could sit at the table and have a good meal.

Fifteen years had passed. My mother and I had finally crawled out of the darkness. Why did we want to return to that dark room for him?"

We were not his slaves!

Very soon, Jasmin’s show was broadcast on TV.

She turned the facts upside down and described my mother and me as two people, who abandoned my father and only cared about ourselves.

She said that we were selfish and heinous.

As for Yoel, he was just sick and helpless. He still cared about us and had no dissatisfaction with us at all.

My mother and I were suddenly pushed into the teeth of the storm. Countless netizen cursed us on the Internet, saying that we were cruel and heartless.

My boss asked me to go home to rest for a while, and I agreed. She was a good person. She helped me when I was at my lowest. I couldn't drag her down with me.

As soon as I packed up my luggage and walked out of the company, I was blocked by a group of people.

Yoel was surrounded by a group of reporters, looking at me pitifully.

"Xavier..." We hadn't seen each other for 15 years, but he pretended to be pitiful as if it were true.

Unfortunately, he could fool everyone except me.

When the reporters saw me, they rushed over and blocked me with countless microphones.

"Miss Johnson, it's your legal duty to support your biological father. You can’t abandon him!"

"Why did you abandon your father? Is it because he's sick, and you don't want to pay for his medical bills?"

"I think, as a daughter, you are a failure..."