đ«đ«đ« I Came Home Early... And Found My Daughter Kneeling on Sharp Durian Shells
đ«đ«đ« I Came Home Early... And Found My Daughter Kneeling on Sharp Durian Shells
The penthouse was supposed to be empty.
I had returned home days earlier than planned after my business trip to the United States.
Instead of silence...
I heard my daughter screaming.
I dropped my suitcase where it landed and sprinted toward the living room.
Then I stopped.
My entire body went numb.
My seventeen-year-old daughter, Lily, was kneeling on a pile of razor-sharp durian shells.
Every second she moved, the spikes dug deeper into her knees.
Blood soaked into the expensive white carpet beneath her.
Her school uniform had been ripped apart.
Dark red welts covered her arms and back.
Someone had beaten her mercilessly.
Standing over her...
Was Victoria.
My wife.
The woman I had married only six months earlier.
She gripped a leather belt in one hand, slowly raising it for another strike.
A cold smile spread across her face.
"Cry louder," she sneered. "Your father thinks you're his perfect little princess. Let's see how perfect you look when he gets home."
Lily could barely lift her head.
Tears streamed down her face as her voice trembled.
"Please... Stepmother... it hurts... my knees..."
Victoria laughed.
A cruel, heartless laugh.
"You actually thought you could compete with me?" she said. "I'm his wife now. You're nothing more than a reminder of the woman he loved before me."
Then she raised the belt again.
"And don't fool yourself into thinking your father will always choose you."
The belt sliced through the air.
But before it could land...
A voice echoed across the room.
Low.
Cold.
Filled with a fury that made the walls seem to shake.
"Victoria."
She froze.
The belt slipped from her fingers and hit the floor.
Slowly...
She turned around.
The arrogance vanished from her face.
For the first time...
She looked terrified.
Her lips trembled as she stared at me standing in the doorway.
"Darling..." she whispered.
"You're... home early."
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