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I struggled to push myself up. “Patrick, you are such a fool.”
I reached for the album on the ground, but Patrick crushed my hand under his foot.
“Get lost! You vile woman! You dare use a child to threaten me! Don’t even think about stepping foot inside the Gu family! You won’t take a single thing from me or my children.“}
He destroyed Audrey and my luggage, throwing it into the trash in the yard. The photo album we had carefully made, filled with memories of Audrey and me, was torn apart and tossed out.
Tears blurred my vision as I crouched down, trying to gather the scattered pieces of memories my daughter had left behind. But it was hopeless.
Suddenly, Laura opened the window, and a gust of wind blew through, scattering the photos like leaves.
“Ah, I just thought the smell of Miss Lucia’s… vomit was so bad that I needed to open the window to air things out,” Laura said innocently.
Patrick snorted dismissively. “Don’t worry about her. She doesn’t care about her daughter’s life or death. This is all just a show for me.”
A bitter, hollow smile twisted my lips as I whispered, “Patrick, remember what you did to me and my daughter today. One day, you’ll pay for this.”
With heavy steps, I staggered back to the funeral home, where the staff handed me a pink kitten urn with sympathy in their eyes.
“Madam, I heard your daughter’s birthday wish was to visit this pink kitten–themed park. I’ve prepared a small box, hoping that… Your daughter can have this wish fulfilled, even in the afterlife.“}
Tears welled up as I clutched the urn, my heart breaking. A stranger’s kindness made me cry, while her own father remained blind to her wishes.
“Thank you… for Audrey,” I managed to say before bowing deeply.
After finalizing the funeral arrangements, I met with a lawyer and gave him the video from the amusement park that day along with a divorce agreement.
“He doesn’t deserve to be Audrey’s father,” I said bitterly. “He should be exposed, humiliated, and made to face the consequences of his actions.”
Swallowing my grief, I contacted a designer friend and asked her to create a pink kitten dress for me.
“Audrey drew me a simple skirt before she died. She wanted to see me wear it. I want to fulfill her dream,” I said in a trembling voice.
Just as I was preparing for my daughter’s funeral, Patrick showed up at my apartment. When he saw me, his anger exploded, and he kicked me in the chest.
“I’ve been too patient with you, letting you hurt Laura time and time again.“}
“You know I’m planning to celebrate Laura’s birthday and have a custom dress made for her. To get back at me, you told every designer to refuse Laura’s order. Are you trying to make her lose face?”
I knew immediately that it was my designer friend who had rallied the entire designer community to refuse Laura’s request as a way to pay back my pain. Blood dripped from the corner of my mouth as I wiped it away.
“So what? You killed my daughter, and yet you can celebrate like nothing happened?” I hissed.
Patrick pulled at his bow tie in frustration. “Enough already! You’ve cursed your own daughter, and now you’re accusing me of killing her?” I glared at him, barely holding back my fury. “How did I kill my daughter? Even if I hate you, I would never hurt my own flesh and blood! On the contrary, I have done everything I could for Audrey.“}
“You wanted to take over the amusement park I booked for Laura, and I gave it up for you. Didn’t she insist on me taking her there? I even personally took her. What more do you want from me?“>
He sneered cruelly. “Don’t even think about suing me. Do you think your lies can turn into truth? Can you exaggerate any further?“}
