My Best Friend Is My Dad's Mistress

My mom saw the mark on my face and looked at me with deep concern, asking what had happened. I didn't say anything and just told her to stay home and not go anywhere for now.

My mom was a sentimental person. While Ava was staying with us, my mom treated her even better than she treated me. Plus, my mom had devoted herself to my dad for her entire life. Her health hasn't been great these past few years, and I didn't want to upset her.

Watching her hurriedly fetch ice, I silently resolved to make those two pay for what they had done.

The next day, I went to the company and heard that Ava was now my dad's secretary, but essentially, she was just a pretty face.

Sure enough, when I arrived at my dad's office, I saw her lying on the sofa inside, playing with her phone. When she saw me enter, she didn't bother getting up, looking at me smugly.

"Here to see your dad? He's at a meeting. Want to wait for him?"

She seemed to be in a good mood, practically gloating.

"This company really lets any Tom, Dick, or Harry in. With standards this low, it's bound to go under sooner or later."

"You!"

"What? Been following that old man around for a few days, and now you can't even talk properly? Or maybe you've always been slow-witted. If I'd known, I would've taken you to see a doctor back in college."

I rolled my eyes at her and then sat on the sofa to wait for my dad. Today, I was here to talk about getting a divorce for my mom.

As soon as I sat down, Ava suddenly laughed and touched her stomach. "Penny, we're about to become family, so why so hostile?"

"My mom and dad aren't divorced yet. Isn't it a bit early for you to be saying that? Aren't you just after his money? I'd like to see how much he'll leave you."

I glanced at my watch; staying in the same room with Ava was suffocating. Just as I was about to leave, Ava slowly spoke again.

"I don't know how much he'll leave me, but I'm sure what he's left in my belly won't be less than what he's leaving you."

Hearing her words, I stopped in my tracks and gave her a suspicious look.

Hah, no wonder she was so confident—she was pregnant!

"Well, let's see if you can safely give birth to it."

After leaving the company, I met with a lawyer to discuss how much property my mom could get in a divorce under these circumstances.

After getting a satisfactory answer, I returned home to find my mom gone. On the table, she left me a note.

"Penny, I've enjoyed staying here these past few days. I've been married to your dad for so many years and have never been away from him. I'm going back now."

Heh, I didn't even need to think to know that my dad must've called and urged her to return. I immediately drove home.

When I opened the door, I froze. My mom was wearing an apron, a gentle smile on her face, as she placed freshly cooked dishes on the table.

Ava and my dad were sitting at the dining table, close together, waiting for my mom to serve them.

Out of my mom's sight, their legs were touching under the table.

Hearing the door open, my mom peeked out and, seeing it was me, hurried over to greet me, "Penny, you're back! I just finished cooking. Come and join us."

I walked over with a cold expression. When I saw Ava lowering her head guiltily, Ava instead acted all friendly and held onto me.

"Penny, come sit. Auntie made lots of food. Let's eat together."

I rushed forward in a few quick steps, flipped the table over, and shouted angrily, "Eat, eat, eat! I'll let you eat to your heart's content!"