"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.

touching

pampered since childhood, was not his biological daughter with that woman,

about the situation.

mom?!"

her head spun from the force of the slap. She staggered, almost

cheek burned, and she tasted blood at the corner of

"Mom—"

me 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 think you deserve to call

loud. She knew from a young age that the louder she cried after

wrapping her arms around her head and enduring the onslaught until Delilah tired

calm down," Jodie said. She was secretly angry but did not show it, forcing a smile. "I was wrong. I deserve this, so

as she calmed down and

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