
My Husband Sacrifices Daughter’s Life to Please Secretary
Chapter 3
After moving out of the villa, I moved into the old and shabby house I bought before getting married.
After arranging my daughter's clothes and toys properly, I took her ashes and prepared to bury her in the cemetery.
Before I went out, Ryan's phone kept ringing one after another.
In the past, it was difficult for my daughter to see him at home.
I had to hold my phone and make video calls to him over and over again.
But what I got in return was Ryan's impatient reproach.
"I just had a late social engagement, but you call me again and again. Can't you stop being so melodramatic?"
Now I saw dozens of missed calls on my phone. Without hesitation, I turned the phone off.
When my daughter wanted her father's company, he was always absent. Now that the child had passed away, I didn't want unnecessary people to disturb this final moment.
Unexpectedly, when I arrived at the cemetery, I saw Ryan and Rosy.
Rosy was holding a box in her hands and leaning on Ryan's shoulder, crying like a fool with tears streaming down her face.
I didn't want to see them, so I turned around and left on the spot.
I heard the angry voice of Ryan.
"Sandra, stop!"
I held my daughter's ashes box, like a walking dead, I didn't want to pay attention to him at all.
But Ryan stepped forward to stop me, and a trace of disgust flashed in his eyes.
""Where is our daughter?
I find it ridiculous and said, "You only think of finding our daughter now? It's too late!"
Ryan's face was full of anger: "The teachers at school said she hasn't been to class for several days. How do you educate your child as a mother? Call her out now, I must educate her well today!"
I looked at him blankly and said, "Get out of the way, don't block my way."
Ryan's face darkened: "Do you know, Sandra, that our daughter, at such a young age, has a malicious mind. Just yesterday, she actually stabbed the little dog raised by Rosy to death with a knife!"
I looked up at Ryan in disbelief.
After my daughter died, I couldn't contact Ryan. I had already informed his assistant as soon as possible.
I thought that when he mentioned the child, he would feel guilty in his heart, but he was actually accusing his daughter for Rosy.
Even though his daughter was dead, he still wanted to slander her.
Such a person was really unworthy of being a father!
I tried my best to restrain myself and choked out, 'Ryan, our daughter grew up under your care. She is usually so kind that she can't even bear to step on an ant. How can you have the face to misunderstand our daughter?!'
Ryan coldly shook his head and said, "Rosy is right. You won't admit it until you see solid evidence."
"Take a look at this yourself!"