Chapter 29
At that time my mother had just given birth to me. She was shocked and heart broken to find out that her husband was already married, and she threw him out of her life.
But unfortunately for her, the man had already planned everything. He laid a trap for; he never loved her.
He used her for her wealth.
He had already transferred all her properties to his name and left her with nothing.
He allowed her to continue staying in his house although only as a maid seeing he could not publicly throw her out of the house.
After all she was still a member of the company board, regardless of the fact that she owned nothing now.
He transferred all her assets to his and his wife—Vivian Harnes, even going as far as changing the company’s name from Dexters Industries to Harnes Industries.
He destroyed everything for her, a conniving snake just as bad as Vivian.
He watched Vivian abuse his own child with unwarranted beatings and whippings but he never stood up.
He watched her starve me, but never said a word, all he did was keep quiet, and that made me hate him with every bone in my body.
He watched Vivian abuse my mother, treating her like a maid, while he stood there.
He watched my mother slowly dying while I came back to that godforsaken mansion a year after I left at eighteen to beg for help to pay for my mothers treatment, but he did not move a muscle.
I don’t blame him, I blame my mother for not seeing through his facade, and falling for a monster like him.
The same way I am slowly for my own monster.
“Leah darling,” My mother’s croaky voice came as she stared at me through pained eyes.
“Hi mum.
The doctor said the date for your surgery has been fixed,” I said, giving her my best smile.
“What are you doing dear?” She asked in sadness.
Her frail body, wasted by torturous chemotherapy sessions, along with her bald hair, made me sniff back my tears, as I struggled to blink them away.
“What do you mean?” I asked, feigning confusion, knowing very well what she was talking about.
“Xavier came to the hospital earlier, alongside Vera.
He told me about your wedding. I thought we had agreed to put the wedding plans on hold for Leah.
So why are you rushing into this,”she replied, her gaze filled with worry.
“I’m not rushing into anything mum. I love Xavier a lot, and he loves me too, so we saw no reason to delay the wedding any longer. So don’t worry mom, I am very happy about it,” I said, giving her my brightest smile.
“Don’t lie to me dear. I know something is not right. How are you able to pay my bills Leah? And Vivian—she came with him and Vera you know.
Is Vivian working with them now Leah…” she forced out, filling with tears.
Her face scrunched up in a pained expression, as she shook her head repeatedly.
“No mom, not at all. Vivian is not doing anything like that.
I have a job at Blackwood Industries, remember?
I have even been promoted, and trust me, I have more than enough money to pay for your bills,” I said, trying to calm her down.
I knew what happens when her expression turns like that, and my mind could not bear to witness it again.
“And what about your dad? When is he coming to see me Leah?” She asked the same question she had asked repeatedly for over three years now.
I gave her a bright smile, my eyes twitching in the corner as I struggled to rein down my hatred for my dad.
“You know dad is very busy mom. He has a lot of work trying to rebuild the company.
But don’t worry, he asks you everyday. He still loves you mom,” I reassured her, spilling complete lies from my mouth. The truth was, I have not seen my father for three years now. Only Vivian knew where he was, and even if he were here, he would have never bothered to ask about my mom.
I don’t know why she kept doing this to herself, it made me hate her even when I didn't want to.
My mother was so fucked up in the head about my dad, that she kept me in that abusive house for eighteen years, till i was old enough to leave.
She stayed even when she had the chance to leave with me, but rather she chose to endure all the torture from Vivian, just because she thought that my father was going to realize his mistake and come back to her.
Unfortunately for her—he does not give a fuck whether she lives or survives.
“Mum, I…” I paused, when I saw the confused expression in her eyes as she looked at me.
Tears filled my eyes, and I sniffed, already predicting her next words.
“Who are you?” She asked, looking at me in uncertainty.
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