"D-Did you guys fight?" Jodie asked.

Wilfred's facial expression changed instantly. His eyes brimmed with love for his daughter, and his voice softened. "Ah, no! I'm discussing work with your mother, and we have a disagreement. She accidentally broke the vase. I-I'm looking for a band-aid for her!"

Jodie nodded obediently.

"Alright, Jojo," Wilfred said with a smile. "I'm going to the office. Can you take care of her?"

"Sure."

As he left, he turned his head to give Delilah a warning glance.

The smirk on her face bordered on a scoff.

a touching father-daughter

childhood, was not his biological daughter with that woman, would he lose

as she approached Delilah, concerned about the situation. She asked carefully, "Mom,

calling mom?!" Delilah slapped

it coming, and her head spun from the

and she tasted blood at the corner

"Mom—"

that!" Delilah vented her rage on Jodie, slapping her, pulling her hair, grabbing her collar, and throwing her against the wall. "You little, ungrateful! Do you

knew from a young age that the louder she cried after being hit, the more cruel the torture she would

hard and remained silent, wrapping her arms around her head and enduring the onslaught until Delilah

not show it, forcing a smile. "I was wrong. I deserve this, so please

panted as she calmed down and frowned when she

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