The Cheater Father who Only Loved His Son

From the way my uncle spoke, it was clear—my mother’s family was far from ordinary. I couldn’t believe she had hidden this from me—and from my dad—for all these years. Still, knowing I had my uncle as backup made me feel slightly more at ease.

When the ambulance arrived at the hospital, I anxiously waited outside the emergency room. Less than an hour later, my dad rushed in.

"What happened? How did your mom get into a car accident?" His fake concern made my blood boil. I clenched my fists, barely holding myself together.

"It was your so-called ‘business partner,’ Eden!" I snapped. "She ran my mom over and fled the scene!"

His brows furrowed as he scolded, "Calm down! Stop yelling! Your mom has spoiled you so much you don’t even have basic manners anymore!"

"Eden has no reason to hold a grudge against your mom. Why would she hit her on purpose? There must be some kind of misunderstanding! You better not go around making baseless accusations before we know the truth!" my dad said.

Misunderstanding? He and Eden had an illegitimate child out of their relationship. Yet, he had the audacity to talk about innocence?

I shot him a hateful glare. "Well, I’ve already called the police. It won’t be long before we find out exactly what happened!"

My dad scoffed and stepped aside to make a phone call.

I wanted to expose his hypocrisy right then and there—but what was the point? Even if I tore off his mask now, it wouldn’t change anything. I had no solid proof. Who would believe me?

Unless I could get my hands on undeniable evidence of his collusion with Eden, my words meant nothing.

Earlier, when I spoke to my uncle again, he told me to stay put outside the emergency room. He assured me he would handle my dad and Eden himself.

He also warned me not to completely fall out with my dad before he arrived. If pushed into a corner, my dad might do something desperate—and I was the one in danger.

The longer my mom remained in the emergency room, the more anxious I became. My palms were clammy with cold sweat.

Then, Eden arrived. The moment I saw her, I got instantly burned with rage. I clenched my fists, seething with the urge to tear her apart.

She walked up to me, her face a mask of innocence. "I already heard from your dad about what happened, but I wasn’t the one who hit your mom," she said smoothly.

"I was with my son all day—I didn’t go anywhere."

"My car was stolen last night. I even reported it to the police. I truly sympathize with what happened to your mother and I deeply regret it."

"Rest assured, once they catch the hit-and-run driver, I’ll make sure they pay a heavy price."

My dad quickly chimed in. "Thank you, Ms. Watson, for coming all this way. It was just a misunderstanding—please don’t take offense."

Eden smiled as if this were some casual inconvenience. "It’s no problem. My son happens to be hospitalized here too. I figured it was better to explain in person rather than over the phone."

Feigning surprise, my dad asked, "What happened to your son?"