The Husband and Father in Name

"You passed away suddenly before you had the chance to enjoy the happiness of having children and grandchildren around you. Your departure was a huge blow to me!"

"After you left, Darian kicked me out of the house and Aleena filed for divorce with me in order to be with him."

"Even Haghen hates and despises me and wants Darian to be his father!"

"I can ignore all of these."

"But I swear to find the murderer who killed you and make him pay the price."

"Over the years, I have never given up on finding the murderer and I have found some clues. Mom, Dad, please wait a little longer ...."

I was the adopted son of the Quinn Family.

Even though I was not the biological son, my father and mother cherished me a lot.

When I was in my twenties, I married Aleena.

After a year of our marriage, she gave birth to Haghen.

At that time, Darian Quinn, the real son of the Quinn Family, returned to the family.

Darian was good at disguising himself and won the favor of his parents. I also took good care of him.

After all, I thought, it was me who took his place and enjoyed the wealth and glory in the Quinn Family for more than twenty years. I owed him and wanted to make it up to him.

However, I never expected that Darian had such a vicious heart hidden under his hypocritical face.

He plotted to frame me. He secretly seduced my wife, deliberately flattered and spoiled my son and repeatedly spoke ill of me in front of my adoptive parents.

Aleena and Haghen ignored me from time to time and even began to despise me.

Fortunately, our parents saw Darian's malicious intentions and scolded him several times before he behaved himself for a period of time.

As a result, when Haghen was eight years old, our parents died in a car accident.

The driver involved in the accident had not been found yet.

As soon as our parents passed away, Darian inherited their estate. The first thing he did was to dismiss me from all positions in the Quinndom Group and drive me out of the Quinn Family's manor.

Aleena did not have the slightest hesitation and threw a divorce agreement in front of me, forcing me to leave the house.

My eight-year-old son, Haghen, even punched and kicked me, saying, "I don't want you to be my dad. I want Uncle Darian to be my dad. Get out of here!"

Darian put his arm around Aleena's waist and said to me smugly and sarcastically, "Hansel, to put it nicely, you are an adopted son of my parents. To put it bluntly, you are just a dog my parents raised!"

"What do you have to compete with me?"

Aleena snuggled in Darian's arms and said to me with disdain, "I married you not because of you, but because you are the heir of the Quinns!"

"Since the real heir of the Quinns has returned, as the adopted son of the Quinns, what qualifications do you have to accompany me till old age?"

The vows of love we were made in the past became a complete joke at that time.

It was also from that time, my heart completely died for the mother and son.

I left the Quinn Family with nothing, like a lost dog.

I felt I had already despaired of the world.

I sat by the river the whole night. I had several impulses in my heart to plunge into the surging river, but the voices and smiles of my adoptive parents kept appearing in my mind.

The driver who caused their death had not been found yet and I had not repaid them yet for raising me. How could I give up on myself and seek death?

When I was about to cheer myself up and leave the riverbank, an old man came over from not far away and said to me with a smile, "If you really jump down from here, it will disappoint me so much."