Cheering for My Stepmom's Romance with a Young Guy

I checked the time. Eva still had no intention of finishing.

So, I took out my phone and made a video call to my dad.

After calling three times, my dad finally answered, "I'm in a meeting. Why are you calling me on video?"

After my parents divorced, my dad was decent to me. But everything changed after he married Eva.

The saying goes, "With a stepmom comes a stepdad." It was entirely true.

In my past life, I didn't understand. I constantly fought with Eva. When she framed me, I always tried to argue back.

After my tragic death in that life, I was realized.

Fatherly love, the bond between father and daughter, it was all fake. It was disgusting.

Only I was important.

So, I pretended not to notice my dad's impatience. I held up my phone and acted like I had just walked in.

"Dad, Mr. Lewis just told me I've been admitted to Lunelle University!" I said.

As I spoke, I purposely pointed the camera toward the bedroom. The half-open door revealed two frantic figures inside.

"Admitted, huh? That's no big deal. Wait, Scarlett! Where are you? Move the camera to the left."

My dad's annoyed tone suddenly paused. He sounded suspicious as he instructed me.

I pretended to be confused.

"What is it, Dad? To the left is Eva's room. Isn't she sleeping?" I said.

While I spoke, I moved the camera over. I pushed the door open and aimed it directly at Eva and the man.

Eva's clothes were disheveled. The man had only managed to pull on a pair of pants.

They reacted quickly, jumping off the bed and pretending to do yoga on the floor.

The man immediately began instructing Eva on her moves. But his bare chest and well-toned body made the situation in the bedroom all too obvious.

Eva looked guilty and spoke awkwardly, "Scarlett, why didn't you knock? I was just working out with Mr. Garcia!" she said.

"I told her to come in!" said my dad.

His voice carried angry suspicion. He sneered.

"Working out? On the bed?" he said.

Eva realized that my dad was suspicious. She immediately started crying.

"Honey, what are you saying? Did Scarlett talk behind my back again?" she said.

I stayed silent and pointed the camera at the messy bed. My dad's anger became more apparent.

"What did she say? That you brought a man home to do something shameless?

"Eva, you tramp! I knew you weren't trustworthy, but I didn't think you'd be this shameless. Just you wait!"

My dad's voice grew more intense. He finally hung up, saying he would come home.

Eva panicked. She gave Charles a look. He immediately grabbed his clothes and tried to leave.

I deliberately stepped in his way.

"Why are you leaving, Mr. Garcia? Is Eva's yoga session over?"

Charles was handsome. No wonder Eva took a liking to him.

When he heard me, he glanced nervously at Eva.

I sneered internally but kept a curious expression. "Which gym are you from, Mr. Garcia? I'm on break soon and want to start working out," I said.

Charles quickly took out a business card, but Eva shoved him aside.

She glared at me with hostility.

"You brat! You're too young to be thinking about men! If you want one, get your own and leave mine alone!" she said.

"Oh! So Mr. Garcia is your man? I'll be sure to tell Dad when he gets home," I said, satisfied.

I pulled out my phone and looked at the recorded conversation.

Eva's face turned pale.