Same Dad, Different Fatherly Love

I left Daisy's body in the hospital morgue and walked out the door.

Trembling, I knelt down, my head hitting the ground heavily, with tearful voice: "I, I am the mistress, I have no shame."

Before marrying Sebastian, I was also a wealthy daughter, never so humiliated.

When we first got married, he told me to be a good wife and mother at home, without having to work hard outside. I believed him because of the love in his eyes at that time.

Now I was so degraded.

As soon as I started kneeling, hail started falling, hitting me one by one, and soon the water on the ground turned red.

There were whispers all around me, but I didn't care.

After crawling from morning till the next dawn, I finally arrived at the villa, ignoring the pain on my body and ringing the doorbell.

As soon as the door opened, I saw Sebastian and Ivy cuddling together, smiling.

When he turned his head and saw me, his face darkened: "I didn't expect you to use even your daughter for money, and still be able to do this."

Ivy chuckled, "Your wife seems like a wet dog. Daisy also shakes like a dog when she's scared, haha."

Then she covered her mouth, "I didn't mean to, dogs are just so cute."

Her son burst into laughter.

I walked up and picked up the vase next to me and smashed it at her.

Unfortunately, it was blocked by Sebastian.

"Are you crazy? You scared them."

He grabbed me and threw me into the pile of debris, "This can be considered as an apology to them, mother and son.'

I looked at his unfamiliar face, mustered up some strength and slapped him, "Daisy is really dead, you beast!"