When Love Breaks by Jack

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!”

called out, “Did you just speak with

I turned back, “Yeah.”

anything about… a

Did Grandma make a will?” I feigned confusion

relieved, then pressed on, “What about… how

going to be divided?”

bit too eager,

09:04

frowned, pretending to be upset, “Grandma’s not in her right mind to discuss estate division or anything of that sort. I’d advise you not to bother

paused, then added as if it were an afterthought, “After all, no one knows what’s in the will. As long as Grandma’s alive, everyone still has a chance to

takeout, waiting for me to join her for a late–night snack. We sat on the patio, and as I recounted the afternoon’s events, she took a sip of wine, thought for a moment, then asked,

“Not sure yet.”

The cold, bitter liquid rolled down. my throat, easing the summer

she suddenly

“No.”

my head, “He’s been visiting

selective amnesia, like, he remembers everything except

do you think this

tossed a peeled crawfish into her bowl,

years ago.”

in a wheelchair now. How could he