My Wife Locked Our Daughter In The Car To Go On A Date With Her First Love

One day, during the daytime, I went out to check the cemetery, hoping to find one that was closer to home and had a better environment.

As dusk approached, I returned home, feeling exhausted.

When I opened the door, the room was brightly lit.

Laila was wearing an apron, holding a plate of prepared salad and feeding Yael.

If someone didn't know the truth, they would think they were a couple.

When she saw me come in, Laila, who was originally smiling, instantly lost her expression.

Yael waved at me like the head of the house.

"You're back. Just in time, Laila has finished cooking. Wash your hands and let's eat!"

All the pain and anger that had been building up for days had an outlet in an instant.

I took a step forward, grabbed his collar tightly, and knocked him to the ground with one punch.

The chair behind him fell down, and Yael's exclamation caught Laila's attention.

She stood in front of me, holding a kitchen knife.

"What? Are you so eager to murder your husband and to be with your lover?"

Laila looked at me with anger and disgust.

"Victor, are you crazy? Attacking him for no reason. Do you want me to call the police?"

I sneered, looking at this shameless couple before me.

"Go ahead, call the police! Let everyone see how shameless you are!"

Yael climbed up from the ground and pointed his finger at me. "Victor, you've gone too far! Laila and I are good friends. I was just taking my son to play nearby, and we came up here to rest. Why did you attack me without any reason?

"Laila, is your husband prone to violence? I'm worried about you."

Laila looked at Yael with gratitude and gently asked, "Yael, are you okay?"

Seeing that Yael was fine, Laila finally had time to look back at me.

"Victor, can you please stop being like a mad dog? You don't mind embarrassing yourself, but Taliah and I do.

"Taliah must be ashamed to have an emotionally unstable father like you."

When I heard her mention Taliah, my heart ached.

"You shut up! What right do you have to mention Taliah?

"When you left her all alone in the car, did you ever think about her safety?"

Laila had a moment of guilt, but still stubbornly trying to defend herself.

"I locked her in the car because I was afraid she would get lost.

"The car is safe, and she has a place to rest if she gets tired. Why are you being so dramatic?"

Looking at her beautiful face, I raised my hand high, but I couldn't bring myself to strike her.

Suddenly, a child ran out from the bathroom and bit my leg.

"You bad person, don't bully my Daddy and Mommy!"

The boy in front of me was very young, but there was malice in his eyes.

Thinking of what he had done to Taliah, the anger surged within me.

I kicked him aside.

Laila couldn't stand it anymore. She rushed forward to comfort Dylan and angrily yelled at me, "Victor, you've gone too far! How could you lay a hand on a child?

"If you continue like this, I will divorce you!"

She was so gentle to Dylan, but always impatient with Taliah.

In the past, whenever we had arguments, I would instantly back down as long as she threatened to divorce me.

But now, I nodded incessantly. "Fine, let's get a divorce, it's just what I want!"

I was determined to take Taliah away from this filthy place. I couldn't let these disgusting people be in her presence. It would only make her sad and fearful.

I strode to Taliah's bedroom and pushed open the door. The originally clean and tidy bedroom was now in a mess, as if it had been robbed.

The sheets were wrinkled, half hanging on the bed and half on the floor.

The dolls that Taliah loved when she was alive were scattered dirty in every corner.

Even Taliah's photos had been completely blackened with ink.

Most importantly, Taliah's urn was missing.

I rushed out like crazy, grabbed Laila and yelled at her. Because of anger and fear, I felt my whole body trembling uncontrollably.

"Who touched that room?

"Where is the crystal box that was on the bed? What did you do with it?"