My Father Swapped My Marriage Engagement with the Illegitimate Daughter's

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After throwing up, I actually felt much better.

My head wasn't spinning, my stomach didn't hurt, and my body was brimming with energy. Taking out a two-faced witch with a single punch would be a piece of cake.

"It stinks! Help me! The smell is going to kill me!"

Lynn Hawthorne screamed and yelled with a theatrical expression, and Bevin Keane, standing beside her, didn't look much better.

"Zella Hawthorne, did you do that on purpose?"

I ignored them and just pretended to gag again.

The two of them stumbled back in unison, terrified.

Given the immense power of my vomit, they didn't have time to continue gloating and instead ran off to the bathroom to wash up.

After they left, my father appeared in the hall at some point.

"Dad, so you can just swap fiancés whenever you feel like it? What do you think this is, a game of The Sims?"

"Does Zane Sterling know about this? What if the boss gets angry and decides to ruin our family?"

I called out, stopping him as he was about to head upstairs.

He looked visibly guilty.

My father has a tell when he lies—he unconsciously touches his nose with his right hand. His words, however, remained stubborn.

"I'm an open-minded parent. I believe in letting my children love freely and would never force them into a marriage."

"As for the Sterling family, I only said I'd have a daughter marry into their family. I never specified which daughter, so you don't have to worry."

"Lynn and Bevin are truly in love, and that's more important than anything else."

He seemed to have thought of everything. Everything, that is, except for my opinion.