The Cheater Father who Only Loved His Son

Eden’s face clouded with sorrow as she let out a heavy sigh. "Kidney failure… Seeing him suffer at such a young age is tearing me apart."

My father sighed as well, shaking his head. "Life can be so cruel..."

Watching these two disgusting people put on a performance in front of me, I nearly lost it.

Yes, life can be cruel indeed—because if it were fair, it would have struck both of you down with lightning already.

Just then, the emergency room light flickered off.

The doctor stepped out. I rushed forward, heart pounding. "Doctor, how is my mother?"

The doctor shook his head and let out a weary sigh. "Her injuries are too severe. Even if we manage to save her, the best possible outcome… is that she’ll remain in a vegetative state."

It felt like the ground had been ripped out from under me. My entire world shattered in an instant.

Before I could process it, my father turned to the doctor, his face twisted in grief. “Doctor, no matter the cost, please—you have to save my wife! I’m begging you!”

The doctor’s expression remained solemn. "We've done everything we can. You should start preparing for the worst."

At those words, my father took a deep breath. His eyes turned red, as if he had just made some heartbreaking decision. "If that’s the case… we should let her go."

"I don’t want my wife to suffer. If she ends up in a vegetative state, she wouldn’t want to live like that anyway."

My entire body went cold. My dad didn’t even hesitate. The sheer audacity of his deceitful, disgusting act made my blood boil.

My rage erupted. “No!”

I spun to face him, voice shaking with fury. “Zane, my mother is still in the emergency room and you’re already in a hurry to let her die?! Is that what you want?!"

His expression darkened. In an instant, his mask slipped.

Before I could react, his hand flew through the air—a sharp, stinging slap across my face.