Chapter 1914 Father, Daughter
"Um."
The man hesitated for a while, but finally told the truth to the child, "Mom suddenly felt unwell, so she was hospitalized."
At this point, the man was suddenly startled.
He looked at the child nervously, "Has Qiqi been sleeping just now?"
Could it be that...the child saw something?
That's why the woman insists on what the last child she saw did before she fell into coma.
Thinking of this, the man's heartbeat couldn't help but speed up a bit.
This child has not recovered from the shadow of his wife's death in a previous car accident. If he is further stimulated...
The man subconsciously held his breath.
...
The girl nodded.
Being sensitive, she noticed something was wrong with the man's mood. She reached out and pulled the man's sleeve with a questioning look in her eyes.
The man breathed a huge sigh of relief.
He smiled at the child and said, "Dad is fine."
"Come on, Qiqi, let's go eat."
The man stood up.
The girl nodded.
He climbed out of bed awkwardly.
...
A faint smile appeared in the man's eyes. Just as he was about to reach out to help his daughter get out of bed, his pupils dilated for a moment.
The child's movement of getting out of bed rubbed his clothes.
The rolled up corners of his clothes revealed a touch of purple underneath.
What's this?
The man reached out and lifted up the clothes on his daughter's back.
The shocking green and purple color in front of him stung his eyes.
He reached out and covered his head.
He felt a little dizzy.
...
The girl noticed the man's movements and lay obediently on the bed. Her raised eyes just met the eyes of a doll.
She blinked.
...
The man hesitated with his hands in the air for a long time, then carefully picked up his daughter and put her on the bed.
He checked his daughter's whole body.
Finally, he collapsed on the bed, trembling all over.
...
The girl has always been very well-behaved.
Let the man examine her.
Seeing such a girl, the man felt even more heartbroken.
how so?
what on earth is it?
His child's back and legs were covered in large bruises, which were hideous, terrifying and shocking.
Who is it?
who is it?!
The man couldn't help but clenched his fist and hit the bed hard.
The vibration of the mattress frightened the child.
The girl subconsciously took the doll next to her and hugged it in her arms, her big black eyes full of panic.
There was a hoarse, almost inaudible sound coming from his throat.
The man froze.
"Feel sorry."
The harsh voice was as rough as sandpaper.
"Feel sorry."
The man hugged the child carefully, like a fragile porcelain doll.
Together with the doll in the child's arms.
"Sorry, sorry, sorry..."
The man apologized repeatedly.
Who did it?
ha.
The corners of the man's mouth curled up in a sneer.
He really asked an idiot question.
It is obvious that the scars accumulated over a long period of time can be dealt with by only one person. Who else can do it?
Thinking of what the woman said in the hospital, his eyes were filled with darkness and rage.
His daughter wanted to kill her?
Now he wants to kill her!
...
The man's face was ferocious, but his movements in holding the girl were extremely gentle.
He pursed his lips and swallowed.
So that my voice is not so unpleasant.
"Qiqi."
"What's the matter with your injuries?"
Although he had made up his mind, he still wanted to confirm it.
Lest you wrongly accuse innocent people.
More importantly, he must not let the real murderer "go free"!
...
The girl was confused by the man's repeated apologies at first.
She just let the man hold her in a daze.
When she heard the man's words, she suddenly panicked.
Can't.
Auntie said not to tell dad.
Otherwise she will leave her father and he will be alone...
Tears quickly filled the girl's eyes.
Then, tears rolled down my cheeks.
...
"Kiki!"
The man let go of the child and looked down to see the crying child.
Tears fell one by one.
It was obvious that my whole body was convulsing from crying.
But no sound came out at all.
The man's eyes instantly turned red.
He stretched out his hand to wipe the tears from his daughter's face, "I'm sorry, Qiqi."
"sorry."
"It's all dad's fault."
"Dad doesn't know..."
He didn't say any more, wishing he could punch himself hard.
have no idea?
How could he not know?
This is his daughter.
His daughter was abused in her own home!
What is he doing?
He is busy at work.
He thought that with a new mistress at home, he could rest assured.
He didn't care about his daughter at all.
Since his daughter could not speak, he took her silence as a matter of course.
He didn't notice anything unusual about his daughter at all!
How painful should my daughter be with such a large scar?
But my daughter couldn't make a sound.
Although it was in so much pain, my daughter couldn't make a sound.
...
My daughter's body has just recovered from the injuries sustained in the car accident.
He couldn't get his daughter to speak again, and he didn't even know that his daughter's body was injured again.
What kind of father is he?
His wife sacrificed her life to protect the daughter. Is this how he takes care of her?
he......
He felt extremely uncomfortable.
I also hate it very much.
I hate those who hurt my daughter.
I hate myself too.
...
It took a lot of effort for the man to find out from his daughter who caused the injuries on her body.
It was exactly what he expected.
That woman with a vicious heart!
God knows how much effort he spent to prevent himself from exploding in front of his daughter.
He even showed a slightly ferocious expression.
His whole body was shaking violently.
He took countless deep breaths.
He also had another question that concerned him.
Why didn't his daughter tell him when she was hurt?
He admits that he is not usually the kind of majestic father who scares his children.
Because of his busy work schedule, he has little time to spend with his daughter. When he is with her, he is basically a silly dad.
As long as my daughter is happy.
He would give his daughter whatever she wanted.
...
Why don't you tell him?
He really cares about this issue.
If he had known earlier, he would never have let that woman get even closer to his daughter!
...
This question took more time than he expected.
My daughter cannot speak.
He doesn't know sign language either.
He always believed that his daughter would soon speak again.
Unexpectedly, it has been two years...
The daughter still couldn't speak again.
Now he may know why.
Maybe not all, but at least some of it.
That damn woman!
...
Later he asked his daughter to write it out.
My daughter is very smart.
His wife who passed away also always taught her daughter very carefully.
So my daughter can already write a lot of words.
Even if my daughter cannot write some words, he can still read them through the preceding and following sentences.
...
Looking at the childish fonts on the paper, "Click~"
A tear dropped onto the paper.
The man wiped the wet paper in a panic.
One word above was spent.
He raised his head slightly and put his hands in front of his eyes.
I just feel like I can't breathe.
This chapter has been completed!