Alpha Damien's Trouble Maker (by Ruby Anne) novel Chapter 195

Chapter 195

Miles

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“Woman, you have to do something about your son because I am starting to get worried. He is different from the others, and why the hell can he not even get one answer right in his exams? Even the servants that work here are smarter than him, so why is he different?” My father’s furious voice echoed through the room..

My mother frowned at him and crossed her arms tightly before snapping back, “Why are you blaming me? I have no idea why he is different!”

“You have no idea?” my father barked as he rolled his eyes with visible disgust. “Maybe it is because he is not even my son! Maybe that is why he is not gifted with medicine like everyone else in this family! This is the Blackhood family! Everyone here is intelligent! We are a family of doctors, so why is he different?!”

My mother’s expression darkened instantly, and her eyes filled with fury as she stepped toward him. “Are you accusing me of cheating on you, you scoundrel? He is your son! I never cheated on you!”

My father did not listen. He simply glared one last time before turning and storming away, his anger lingering in the room long after he was gone.

After he left, my mother turned, and her eyes landed on me. Even though I had only been five years old, I remembered that look clearly.

I remembered the disgust, and hatred in her eyes. The sheer disappointment burning in her eyes as she stared at me like I was not her child, but some disgusting thing she wished had never existed.

She slammed her hand against the table so hard it shook, then pointed at me and shouted, “I wish you would just die, you worthless bastard!”

I never understood why she said those words. I never understood why I was called worthless simply because I could not do what they wanted. Just because I was not as smart as my siblings did not mean I had no worth.

My eldest brother Jason, the beta, was different too. He did not follow what they wanted either, but he was smart, so they accepted him, loved him and praised him. But me? I had nothing.

I was not gifted in medicine. I was strong, yes, but not exceptionally so.

Whenever I stood before someone truly powerful, I was reminded of how ordinary I really was. I had not talent. No special trait. No redeeming quality. I was nothing. But even if I was nothing. Even if I had nothing others admired. There was one thing I possessed that most people did not.

I never gave up.

My eyes snapped open.

Pain exploded through my body so violently that I dropped to one knee instantly, coughing harshly as blood spilled from my mouth and dripped down onto the dirt beneath me, while more blood ran from my ears and forehead.

Every inch of my body screamed in agony

11:04 Sat, Apr 11

Chapter 195

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