After I Died, My Father Knelt in Front of My Grave to Apologize

I thought Dad must have been too busy. Otherwise, how could he think there was anything wrong when I didn't contact him all day?

In the past, every time Dad didn't come home due to work, I called him. If I knew that he would stay at the police station all night, I would prepare food and bring it to the police station, just in case Dad forgot to have a meal for work.

"Why don't you call her? Otherwise, I'm afraid Winnie will send you food later." Mr. Smith took out his phone and took a look. "It's already ten o'clock. Don't let her come here."

Dad picked up the phone, and I was excited. "Is Dad going to call me? Does he finally remember me?"

But Dad just took a look at the phone. "No. She called me last night and I scolded her. She may be angry today. She has a very bad temper."

"Uh, you scolded her last night?"

Dad seemed to recall what happened last night, and then he said angrily, "Yes. I was celebrating Yuki's birthday last night, but she kept calling me. She was ignorant!"

After a sigh, Mr. Smith stood up and patted Dad on the shoulder. "It's been so long. You should stop hating Winnie. After all, Winnie can't be blamed for your wife's death."

However, Dad sneered.

"Why can't I blame her? Tina and I had taken contraceptive measures, but Tina was pregnant. It would be fine if Winnie were a boy. I don't blame Winnie for being a girl, but Tina died for Winnie! So, I really wish Winnie had never been born! If my mom hadn't persuaded me, I would have strangled her to death!"

"But, Dad, I'm dead. So, are you happy?"