Lost Me Gained Regret

Chapter 403

It was as if I hadn’t heard him, I mused to myself, “It’s not just her who doesn’t like me. You seem to have a pretty low opinion of me too, right? But then again, I know you’re my biological father. Why would a father dislike his own child? Is it something to do with my mother… did she have some kind of grudge against you?”

“Enough!”

Richard’s voice was low but fierce, his face turning red, “You’ve been back in River City for two years. How come you’ve turned back into that rebellious kid, always pushing boundaries?!”

“Oh.”

I had my answer, “Seems like my mother really is someone else.”

That’s something a psychologist in France had once told me. The more people dodge your questions or get angry when you ask something, the more likely it is that you’re onto something. I was only about seventy to eighty percent sure before, but now I was completely certain.

Richard was usually quite a refined man, but now when he looked at me, there was a hint of disgust in his eyes, “Get lost!”

“Sure thing.”

I smiled slightly, turning on my heel before he could blow up at me.

“Wait!”

He suddenly called out, “Did you just speak with Grandma?”

I turned back, “Yeah.”

anything

make a will?” I feigned confusion in response.

relieved, then pressed on, “What about… how

be divided?”

a bit too eager,

09:04

“Grandma’s not in her right mind to discuss estate division or anything of that sort. I’d

an afterthought, “After all, no one knows what’s in the will.

late–night snack. We sat on the patio, and as I recounted the afternoon’s events, she

“Not sure yet.”

popped open a can of beer, taking a swig. The cold, bitter

when she suddenly frowned, “He couldn’t

“No.”

been visiting Grandma, and it’s not his first time.”

it’s selective amnesia, like, he remembers everything except

think this is a soap

crawfish into her bowl,

years ago.”

remarked, “No kidding, he’s in a wheelchair now. How could he be

hospital, I had confirmed with the

in that wheelchair…