Later, after I was born, he used my life as a threat.
In this life, no matter what it took, I would prevent my father from being with him again.
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After she went back, she continued to busy herself with housework as if nothing had happened.
I held my grandmother's hand and told her what had just happened.
Looking at the bruises on my face, my grandmother said in fear, "Such a man cannot be entrusted with a lifetime."
I nodded in agreement.
"Lisa is such a good girl. She deserves a better man. You must take good care of her for me and never let her get involved with that man again."
However, my mother seemed to be enchanted by my father.
After he woke up from wine, he knelt in front of my mother's house and shed a few tears.
She forgave him out of soft-heartedness.
I was so angry that I wanted to let the rooster my grandma raised peck open her head and see what was inside.
Just when I was anxious to figure out how to stop them, he came to propose.
My grandma didn't approve of this marriage, but my mother was determined to marry him.
So I came up with another idea.
Although my father was a jerk, he was not bad-looking.
While pursuing my mother, he was also intimate with several other girls.