Forced Marriage: My Wife, My Redemption novel Chapter 106

Chapter 106: Serve the final purpose...

George Brown hadn’t expected Risa to be this selfish. His sharp glare bore into her as he asked, "Risa, did you just say it’s a blessing that your sister and brother-in-law are missing?" His voice was laced with barely restrained fury.

Risa scoffed, folding her arms across her chest. "Dad, I think you’re mistaken. You mean my step-sister," she corrected, her tone dripping with disdain.

How could she not be grateful? Wasn’t this God’s way of helping her get rid of the thorn in her side?

Jessica had humiliated her in front of her friends and in several other ways, stripping away the pride she held so dearly.

At one point, she had sent her to the hospital by breaking her leg because of that crippled, she has lost so many opportunities because of that and had even walked with a clutch and also sat on a wheelchair for a few days.

"Why won’t I be happy dad? Why won’t I be grateful after all I have passed through in her hand that fate had finally intervened in my favor." She snickered her eyes cold and her lips curled up.

"Risa, are you for real?" George asked incredulously.

"I am dad, and as for that crippled disappointment of a son that is the best ending for him." She concluded with a sigh.

"Risa, you are heartless and selfish!" George thundered, resuming his restless pacing.

Risa clenched her fists, anger boiling within her. She hadn’t expected her father to be this distressed over Jessica’s disappearance.

Why was he this worried? Could he really care about that replacement more than her? Or is there something else that he is not letting them on.

She flopped onto the couch beside the large television, which was already broadcasting news of the attack. The recovered vehicle was displayed on the screen, destroyed beyond redemption as if it had fallen off a cliff. Its broadcast a grim reminder of the morning’s events.

A smirk curled on her lips as she muttered, just loud enough for him to hear, "I think I learned from the master."

George’s head snapped toward her, his fury erupting beyond control. In an instant, he stormed across the room.

Risa barely had time to react before a resounding slap landed across her cheek, the force of it stinging her skin and leaving a clear red imprint.

Risa’s hand flew to her stinging cheek as she stared at her father in shock, her eyes wide with disbelief.

For a moment, she simply gaped at her father, unable to process what had just happened. If her memory serves her right this should be the first time.

It had always been Jessica who receives the beating, scolding or punishment. Jessica had always been the family trash can.

"You... you hit me?" Risa whispered, her voice trembling with shock and suppressed rage. George Brown, the man who had always doted on her, the father who had overlooked her flaws, had just struck her.

Never in her wildest thoughts had she imagined that her doting father would ever strike her.

And when she thinks of the reason, she felt the sting of the slap to more painful. The reason?

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