Married To My Ex-Husband’s Rival by Jobet GraySon

Chapter 142

I sat across from my father, my expression serious and determined. The visitation room was suffused with an air of

awkwardness, amplified by the visible surprise on my father’s face. He leaned forward, his voice filled with obvious desperation as he spoke.

“Amber, dear, why are you here? Have you finally come to help me get out of here? Is your anger a lot less now?” My father’s eyes searched mine, clinging to a glimmer of

expectation.

I took a deep breath, steadying myself before responding. “Dad, I do want to help you get out, and I’m going to keep

my word and get you out, but that’s not the reason I’m here today.” I paused, gathering my thoughts, before continuing. “There’s something I heard recently, and I need you to tell me the truth, Dad. Do you know anything about the baby Mom had before she married you? Can you tell me anything about

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Confusion danced across my father’s face, his brows furrowing deeply. “What? Amber, what are you talking about? I have no idea what you’re referring to,” he responded, and knowing how big of a liar my father was, I couldn’t take his word for it.

I felt a surge of impatience rising in me, and I couldn’t afford to waste any time with evasive answers. “Dad, please don’t lie to me. Just tell me the truth, and let’s get this

over with. What do you know about the baby mom had before she had me?” I asked.

uncomfortably in his seat, his eyes

to know how and where you heard such a thing. It’s important for me to know who told you about Elena’s

about my response. I couldn’t divulge everything I had heard from Mary, not yet. I needed to compare their stories and determine if that witch had lied to me. “Well, Dad, it

an older sister

said to me, and I need to

a flicker of pain and anger crossing his eyes. “Amber, I need to understand exactly what Mary told you. Don’t

a moment before ultimately deciding it would be best to withhold certain information for now. “Dad, she only told me about the possibility of having a sister. Nothing more. This is why I’m here right now, and I want to believe that you’ll tell

didn’t bode well for my hopes of Mary having lied to me. But I braced myself for the

whatever it may be.

the full story,” my father began. “But she

Elena did, in fact, have a child

heart dropped to my stomach, confirming that Mary had not been messing with me. Despite the shock, I maintained my composure, and my curiosity drove

everything to me,” I urged. “Also, tell me where this

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understand how and why he was telling me that my sibling was dead when Mary had mentioned to me that my sibling was very much alive in the form

them was since both my

liars.

be so sure?” I

she’s dead?”

mine, pain etched across his face. “A few years after your mother’s death, I discovered that she had a child before we were married. I felt betrayed and furious, but I couldn’t take it out on her since she wasn’t alive. So instead, I searched for the child by

Diana, and she was a really smart kid. When we met, she was seventeen, about to turn eighteen, and the orphanage’s policy was that once she reached that age, she would have to leave and find her own way in the world. Since I couldn’t bear the thought of Elena’s daughter-your sister-facing a more difficult life than the one she already experienced, I decided to adopt her,”

in my head, intensifying my confusion. Mary had told me that my sister was Angela, yet my father was telling me that

I needed to know how Diana had died. I hesitated for a moment before mustering the courage to ask, “Dad, can you please tell me how

heavy sigh, his gaze growing distant as if he were transported back to that moment. “I received a call one evening, informing me that Diana had gone missing,” he began. “When she was eventually found, the police concluded that she had jumped off

flying to my mouth. My breath caught in my throat as I struggled to comprehend my father’s words. Diana, my supposed sister, had taken her own life. Even though I didn’t know her and wasn’t sure if she was real, I still felt a sense of loss and grief

me.

stammered. I needed reassurance that this wasn’t some twisted,

have no reason to lie to you about this,” he responded softly. “I didn’t tell you earlier because I didn’t want you to carry the burden of