Sold to Mr. Arrogant

The truth

It was 6 o'clock now and I rushed to Gerald's office after taking a shower and changing into casual

clothes.

" May I come in?" I asked.

" Yes," he replied.

" How can I help you, Lily?"

" I need to meet with my dad," I started.

" I know I may sound weird but I kind of need to check upon him. I am afraid he might die alone

somewhere dark and damp." I continued.

" What a good kid you are, Lily. You may go, my men would accompany you as always. God may bless This belongs to NôvelDrama.Org.

you, take care."

I nodded in agreement, as I took my leave, stepping into the car I recalled the reason why I did not ask

him to sign the contract of my freedom earlier. I was afraid that an issue would arise from my demand

and he would lock me up, I guess I already lost my trust in him. I wanted to know some facts before I

start taking action.

The driver announced that we have reached our destination; I stepped out of the car and made sure

that I wasn't being followed by Shawn or anyone else. I still had our small house's key, I didn't throw it

away in case I needed it in the future and I did.

I opened the door and spotted my dad, Anderson watching TV. It was one of the few times where he is

actually sober.

" Why did you come back?" he asked coldly not raising his eyes from the TV.

" I had some questions to ask you?"

" I have nothing to tell you. I thought you would be living hell but it seems that your life turned out better

unlike what I expected. You are just as dirty as your mother... What have you done to seduce that

man? You fuckin slut." he spat out with his eyes still fixed on the TV.

" As far as I recall, it was you who cheated on mom ignoring her presence, you are the only slut here." I

retorted.

He stood up abruptly now as he glared my way.

" What do you fuckin know? She is the one who cheated on me first; she is the one who spread her leg

for filthy money."

" What do you mean?"

" You are not my fuckin daughter. You are a freakin cursed child who isn't mine." he continued.

" Then whose child I am?"

" How the fuck would I know, probably some filthy rich asshole's."

" Are you implying that my mother fucked someone else besides you?"

" Yes."

I was shocked upon hearing this, dad is the dirtiest trashy person ever but if he has only one good

quality in him, that would be his honesty, he does not lie at all.

" Why didn't you leave her then?"

" That fucker sent his men to threaten me, he wanted me to take care of you as my own daughter and

keep your mom with me, or else he would end my life. I had no fuckin option but to fuckin live with you,

I tolerated your presence this whole 18 years and when I finally got rid of you, I didn't really feel good

about it. "

" You got rid of me since the man died?" I speculated, as I partially believed that this man is actually

Shawn's uncle from his paternal side.

" I don't know whether he died or not but the men he always sent to watch me and watch over you

didn't show up for so long. I believed that he forgot all about you already." He spat out.

" Did you hear the name, Indigo Finland?" I asked pronouncing Shawn's uncle's name.

" No. And what the fuck are you wearing? Are you really attending that fancy college? You do not

deserve this life. You fuckin bitch..." he insulted me with every word he uttered.

" What have I ever done wrong, Why did you do this to me? Am I the one who cheated on you? Am I

the one who forced you to take care of me? No, I am not. So why are you fuckin doing this to me? You

ruined my whole life." I yelled at him unable to control my anger anymore.

Tears started rolling down his cheeks as he fell on his knees to the floor.

" What have I done wrong as well? I was cheated upon by the one I loved the most just because I was

poor and my salary was too little. I know I wasn't the most perfect husband but I didn't deserve this. In

addition, I was forced to live with someone I hate my whole life and even take care of a child that is not

my own. How do you expect that I love you?" He asked while crying his eyes out.

Honestly speaking, he was right. I never even once in my life tried to listen to my father's part of the

story, my perspective was the same as my mom so I usually interpreted ourselves as victims without

seeing life from his lens. For the first time in my life, I actually pitied my dad. For us, he ruined our lives

but for him, we were the true villains.

I have always seen my mom as the most angelic creature on earth, never have I ever imagined that

she has committed such an unforgivable sin. Dad had all the rights to hate her, if she did not tolerate

living under the same roof as him she should have left him and not betray him with some other man

that later on endangered his life.

I can't help but pity my mom even more though, after all, she was abandoned by the two men she

loved in her life. Disappointed and abandoned, she became soulless as she wished to take her own

life.

I sat on the floor across from dad who was still crying and I started sobbing tears of pain and hatred

towards the world who did not treat me fairly at all.

All I wished for was a normal family...