A few days earlier, my father had come to visit me.
He was old now, and his body had started getting weaker. This time, he’d come only to speak with me about the family inheritance.
That day, he bought flowers and gave them to me. It was just a clumsy way for a father to comfort his daughter.
But unexpectedly, someone with bad intent secretly took photos of that moment, edited it, and showed it as ‘cheating during marriage!’
I slowly lowered the hand that had covered my face, my fingertips still a little numb.
“Russell,” I lifted the corner of my lips, my voice rough but clear, “was this your decision?”
Russell looked down at me from above, his eyes cold like he was looking at a stranger.
“What kind of tricks are you still trying to play now?”
His voice dropped very low, but every word sounded sarcastic.
“You, a loose and filthy woman, what reason do you still have to stand beside me? What reason do you have to sit at the same level as me in the company?”
“To the people in the company who work honestly, this is unfair.”
He spoke as if he were standing up for justice for the company.
But I understood clearly.