Facade of Love

Chapter 30 1 Committed Murder

When Kane said these words, he was very calm, like an elder giving his last piece of advice to someone from a younger generation. I did not know why, but I suddenly felt a bit emotional. I had argued with him for so many years. When I looked back, I realized just how long gone those days when I would happily call him “Dad” were.

Looking at him, I did not object anymore. I just nodded and agreed. “Alright.”

Years of confrontation suddenly turned into a peaceful conversation, making the atmosphere feel especially awkward. I took a deep breath and said, “Okay, I’ll arrange everything for your discharge. I’ll go check on Mom now.”

With that, I prepared to leave.

He suddenly spoke, his voice hoarse. “When I’m gone, take good care of your mother. I’ve planned for Scott Corporation’s future development. If nothing unexpected happens, it should prosper for another ten years, enough for you and your mother to live comfortably for a lifetime. Since the Youngs won’t trouble Scott Corporation, after you divorce Idris, find someone you truly love and live well. Don’t be as stubborn and impulsive as before, Yvette. You’ve grown up. You need to learn to protect yourself. Don’t make the same mistake you made five years ago. I can’t go to great lengths to find you again, and I’m too old now to protect you.”

I stood still, my b*dy shaking uncontrollably and tears dripping down my face. In the end, he was still someone I loved dearly. Even if we had fought and disagreed, in the end, everything would be alright.

I knew he loved me. Over the years, even if he never listened to my explanations about what happened back then and scolded or hit me for small mistakes, I knew that if something really happened to me, he would protect me just like when I was little.

ay my tears, took a deep breath, and looked back at him. “I understand, Dad.”

I wiped away

His aged face paused for a moment. Then he smiled, seemingly relieved, and

to say, but suddenly did not know how to

wanted my father to know that his daughter was still the girl he carefully raised. I was

me come out, she looked worried and asked, “You didn’t argue with your dad, did you? Did he

us into enemies. Seeing her worried face, I smiled helplessly. “Mom, we didn’t argue. You go in and talk to him. He might be hungry. I’ll go

paused. Then,

and left the hospital. Yes, who on earth would

walking around me. I watched her from a distance for a

here,” she said, quickly walking toward

frowned at her.

did not

at me, her eyes tinged with a gloomy, dark aura. She did not introduce herself and instead said, “There’s a dead.

out in a cold sweat, but I calmed down quickly and

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