Forced Marriage: My Wife, My Redemption by Lilyheart

Chapter 106: Serve the final purpose...

George Brown hadn’t expected Risa to be this selfish. His sharp glare bore into her as he asked, "Risa, did you just say it’s a blessing that your sister and brother-in-law are missing?" His voice was laced with barely restrained fury.

Risa scoffed, folding her arms across her chest. "Dad, I think you’re mistaken. You mean my step-sister," she corrected, her tone dripping with disdain.

How could she not be grateful? Wasn’t this God’s way of helping her get rid of the thorn in her side?

Jessica had humiliated her in front of her friends and in several other ways, stripping away the pride she held so dearly.

At one point, she had sent her to the hospital by breaking her leg because of that crippled, she has lost so many opportunities because of that and had even walked with a clutch and also sat on a wheelchair for a few days.

"Why won’t I be happy dad? Why won’t I be grateful after all I have passed through in her hand that fate had finally intervened in my favor." She snickered her eyes cold and her lips curled up.

"Risa, are you for real?" George asked incredulously.

"I am dad, and as for that crippled disappointment of a son that is the best ending for him." She concluded with a sigh.

"Risa, you are heartless and selfish!" George thundered, resuming his restless pacing.

Risa clenched her fists, anger boiling within her. She hadn’t expected her father to be this distressed over Jessica’s disappearance.

Why was he this worried? Could he really care about that replacement more than her? Or is there something else that he is not letting them on.

vehicle was displayed on the screen, destroyed beyond redemption as if it had fallen off a cliff. Its

on her lips as she muttered, just loud enough for him to hear, "I

snapped toward her, his fury erupting beyond control. In an instant, he

had time to react before a resounding slap landed across her cheek, the force

to her stinging cheek as she stared at her father in shock, her eyes wide

unable to process what had just happened. If her memory serves her right

Jessica who receives the beating, scolding or punishment. Jessica

and suppressed rage. George Brown, the man who had always doted on her, the father

in her wildest thoughts had she imagined that her doting father

of the reason, she felt the

an unloved nympho, one who had only been used as a substitute in marriage and as a trade exchange of the

chest heaved with heavy breaths, his fury barely contained. "Maybe I should have done this a long time ago," he spat. "Maybe then you would have understood the consequences

Her heart pounded with anger, humiliation, and an unfamiliar sting of betrayal. She had always been her father’s favorite, always

he was taking Jessica’s side? A stepdaughter he had barely acknowledged until it suited his needs? A means

hissed, her tone laced with venom. "For that worthless girl?

daughter you could ever be!" George thundered, his patience at its breaking point. "At least she understands family. At least she isn’t a

through her like a blade. Jessica is twice the daughter you could ever be... The words echoed in her head, fueling the fire of resentment already burning

let out a bitter chuckle, her lips curling into a twisted smile. "So this is it, huh? The great George Brown finally sees his

with cruelty. How she wished she knew where the body of that stinky

then