Ethan’s Vengeance of Love

Caroline’s eyes widened and blinked a few times before she speedily threw her room door open to rush downstairs. She wanted to figure out if the hair she had found in her mother’s pocket actually belonged to her father.

When she got downstairs, she saw Ethan, who was still sitting on the couch. Instead of greeting him, she sneakily edged over before she swung her hand over his head and quickly plucked a few strands of hair off of him.

“What are you trying to do?” Ethan noticed Caroline’s presence a while ago, and he had decided to just compromise and allow Caroline to have her fun for a while. He hadn’t expected her to start pulling his hair. “Is this how you treat your mother too? Do you pull her hair?” Ethan’s expression turned stern—his scalp was rather painful after all that tugging.

“I… I don’t…” Caroline was shocked, and she put her tiny hands behind her back to conceal the hairs that she had just pulled out.

“Why are you being so fierce? You’re scaring Caroline,” Rosy came downstairs to take something, and she happened to overhear Ethan. She felt annoyed, especially when she saw the stern look on the man’s face. “You shouldn’t fool around like that with Mommy, okay? You’ll hurt her if you do that.” Ethan then realized how stern he sounded and how he might have scared the young girl. Caroline was an obedient and mature child, so he was sure that she would obey him even if he spoke to her more patiently.

“Okay, I got it. I’ll take care of Mommy, and I won’t hurt her.” Caroline nodded a few times. “I’m sorry, Daddy. I didn’t mean to do it. I just—”

you for it. You should head upstairs,” Ethan uttered. She’s such a mature and sophisticated child. There’s no need for such a formal apology over such a tiny matter, right? Meanwhile, Rosy’s expression changed as she watched the scene from where she stood at the bottom of the stairs. It seems like Ethan is starting

inside it. Then, she compared that strand of hair with the ones

the hairs in the plastic bag. She was too flustered, so she ended up mixing all

point, Caroline no longer knew if the hairs in the plastic bag were hairs that were originally there or if they were hairs that

Why did I panic? Mommy said that I shouldn’t touch other people’s things without permission, but I wasn’t doing it intentionally. I just wanted to help Mommy wash her clothes, and I only

obedient child ever so that her mother would love her too much to ever leave her. Let’s just forget about whatever happened—I’ll be

came over to be with you after I changed out of the clothes I was wearing earlier.” Alice didn’t seem to notice anything out of the norm. She walked over to the balcony to retrieve the clothes she had been wearing earlier. Based on her memory, she recalled how

with Keith’s hair out of her pocket. She didn’t know about what happened

the hair samples in her bag.

to do with it? Should I tell Mommy the truth? But… It’s just hair, isn’t it? What could she possibly use it for? Isn’t everyone’s hair all the same? She can probably use anyone’s hair—it wouldn’t matter, right? Since it won’t affect anything… I don’t have to

wash her clothes at that point. The words of truth were at the tip of Caroline’s tongue, but the young girl decided to keep her mouth shut in the end. After Alice was done washing her clothes, she began to tell Caroline a bedtime story. Alice only