Chapter 15 Liar
What? Someone took advantage of our daughter?
Hearing that sentence, Connor ran into the kitchen and grabbed a knife before striding to the door. At the sight of Jonathan, he froze in his tracks. “Jonathan? Aren’t you dead?”
Didn’t this loser die after going missing three years ago?
“Dad, I’m still alive…” Jonathan explained.
“If you’re alive, where have you been for the past three years?” Connor demanded with a face as black as thunder. As he had never liked this son-in-law of his, he thought Josephine could remarry into a wealthy family after Jonathan’s disappearance.
Alas, Jonathan had returned.
“Dad, I’ve been—”
Jonathan parted his lips to explain, but Margaret interjected rudely, “Connor, what are you doing? Butcher this scum! He’s the one who violated Emmeline and hurt me!”
“What? He did that?” Connor stared at his wife in disbelief, for he knew Jonathan’s character well.
He had never talked back to us or defied our orders. There’s no way he’d dare to violate Emmeline!
Despite how much he loathed Jonathan, he refused to believe that the latter was capable of defiling his daughter.
“Do you not trust me, Connor?” Margaret wailed. “How could you not stand on our side when our daughter was violated? I can’t stand this. I’ll file for divorce tomorrow!”
She acted like a shrew, yelling and shrieking insults.
Connor had no choice but to give in. As a henpecked husband, he was usually afraid of his wife, especially when she was kicking up a fuss. Carefully, he said, “Darling, listen to me—”
“I don’t want to! You’re a damn coward, Connor Smith! Why won’t you avenge your daughter? You good-for-nothing…”
Even when faced with endless rebukes, Connor said nothing until Josephine walked over from the living room. “What’s going on here?”
“Oh, Josephine!” Margaret flung herself into her daughter’s arms before wailing, “Hurry, call the police! Jonathan sexually assaulted your sister. We can’t let him leave! Call the police so that he’ll get locked up in jail forever!”
“What? Jonathan sexually assaulted Emmeline?” Josephine swiveled around to the door. Sure enough, there stood Jonathan, who she had just met that afternoon.
“Josephine, listen to me.” Jonathan began his explanation. “I saw Emmeline drinking with a bunch of hooligans at the bar. They drugged her drink, and I was the one who rescued her!”
“Nonsense!” Margaret hissed. “Emmeline has never been to a bar!”
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