My dad, pitying my decade-long unrequited crush, decided to play Cupid by drugging his much younger friend and dumping him in my bed. When he woke up, Julian coldly agreed to marry me. But shortly after the wedding, Julian started taking frequent business trips abroad. One trip turned into three years. I gave birth to our daughter, Lily, alone and waited for him. Three years later, hearing he was finally returning, I skipped an important business meeting and took Lily to the airport to welcome him. Lily begged for a hug, but he just glanced at me indifferently. "Sorry, I'm a germaphobe." From then on, Lily and I washed our hands three times before touching anything. The house was spotless. But he still didn't come home. And he never hugged our daughter. Until I saw a video. Someone asked him: "Julian, what's your happiest moment?" He replied casually, "Last week abroad. Putting Jojo to sleep, then pulling Kiki into the bathroom." Amidst the cheers, my blood ran cold. Kiki was his lingering ex-girlfriend. Jojo was her daughter. Rumor had it that for the past three years abroad, they had been living together. Turns out, it was true. My heart died completely. I left the divorce papers, canceled our citizenship, and took my daughter abroad. 1 The nanny brought Lily back from kindergarten, her eyes swollen from crying. "Mommy, do I not have a daddy..." She hiccuped between sobs, utterly heartbroken. "Daddy promised to come to my parent-teacher conference, but when he arrived, he said he was Jojo's daddy." "Mommy, they all said I'm a kid with no daddy, waaaah..." A dull pain hit my chest. I hugged my daughter tightly, eyes reddening. I wanted to comfort her, but remembering Julian's cold attitude, the words stuck in my throat. I regretted everything. I thought after three years, he finally came around and wanted to reunite with us. Turns out, it was just because Kiki wanted to come back. He bought tickets without hesitation, arranged everything, and even transferred his ex's daughter to the best kindergarten. The day we picked him up at the airport, Lily wore her prettiest dress and asked nervously: "Mommy, will Daddy like me?" I nodded. "You are Daddy's only daughter. Of course he will." But when we arrived full of hope, we saw Julian holding Kiki's hand, carrying a three-year-old girl. Lily and I froze. Julian glanced at me indifferently. "Sorry, I need to settle Kiki and Jojo first. You guys go home." He didn't even look at Lily, but gazed tenderly at Jojo. Thinking of this, I closed my eyes in despair. "Sorry, Lily. It's Mommy's fault. Mommy will go to your parent-teacher conference next time." After washing Lily's face and coaxing her to sleep, her little brow remained furrowed. "Daddy, hug me..." My heart felt like it was being pricked by needles. If not for that incident three years ago, Lily wouldn't have to suffer like this. Three years ago, my dad, seeing me pine for Julian for ten years, drugged Julian's drink and put him in my bed. I was shocked. "Dad, are you trying to kill me?" Dad sighed. "I've seen it long ago. You like Julian, and that kid likes you too, just too stubborn to admit it." "That day when he was drunk, I heard him call your name. You two are too slow, might as well cook the rice." I resisted, but suddenly felt my body heat up. Dad chuckled. "Your drink was spiked too. Cherish tonight." Then the door was locked from the outside. After that night, Julian woke up and said coldly, "Vivian, I'll take responsibility. Let's get married." I thought a happy life was about to begin. But at a party, I accidentally overheard him talking to friends. "Julian, don't look a gift horse in the mouth. Vivian is hot, rich, and loves you. Just settle down." Julian sneered while smoking. "At first I liked her too, but I didn't expect her to be so easy." "Thinking of how she drugged me and threw herself at me that night... it disgusts me." Before I could explain, he got a visa and went abroad two weeks later. But that night gave me a child. I gave birth to Lily alone, waiting day and night for his return. What I got was his entanglement with Kiki and her daughter. The empty villa was silent. I took out my phone to call Julian and ask when he was coming back. Suddenly the door opened, and Julian walked in coldly. He glanced at the sleeping Lily and said casually, "Jojo is coming to play tomorrow. You and Lily go out." Meeting my confused gaze, he smirked and explained, "Jojo is possessive. She can't stand other girls calling me Daddy." I had been holding back anger, and now it exploded. I laughed in anger. "Julian, do you even know who your biological daughter is?" "Do you know what happened to Lily at kindergarten today..." Julian frowned slightly, interrupting me. "Vivian, you don't need to remind me." "I'm sorry about kindergarten today. Jojo needed someone too. Kiki is divorced and raising a child alone is hard." "Besides, before I met you, I swore to Kiki I wouldn't let her suffer." "I already married you as you wished. You can't stop me from caring about them. I owe them." Julian threw down his coat and went to the bathroom. The sound of running water drowned out my desperate sobbing. If I knew life would be like this after marriage, I would have died rather than submit that night. I smiled bitterly at the divorce agreement I just drafted on the computer. If not for Lily, with my personality, I would have divorced long ago. But thinking of Lily's grievances, I wanted to try one last time. I didn't want her to lose her father so young. Lily woke up early and jumped on her bed excitedly when she heard Daddy was back. "I'm going to show Daddy my drawing!" Kids forget easily. Lily had already forgiven Julian for yesterday. She ran downstairs happily. But she saw Kiki and Jojo. Julian was gently peeling an orange for Jojo. "Daddy, who are they?" Seeing Lily still home, Julian frowned. "Why are you still here? Where's your mom?" Lily was scared but carefully presented the family portrait she spent a week drawing. "This is the family portrait I drew for Daddy..." Just as she handed it over, a small hand snatched it rudely. "What a trash drawing!" Jojo stomped her foot and tore it in half. She put her hands on her hips arrogantly and shoved my daughter hard. "This is my Daddy! Lily, everyone says you're a bastard child! Who allowed you to call him Daddy!" Seeing Lily crying on the floor, I rushed over, helped her up, and glared at Jojo. "Apologize." Julian frowned, displeased. "Vivian, why are you so mean to a child?" He picked up Jojo without a word. "I told you last night Jojo hates others calling me Daddy." "She's just upset, she didn't mean to push Lily." I stood my ground. "Didn't mean to? Didn't you see it?" "Julian, she just called Lily a bastard. Tell her, is Lily really a bastard?" Julian hesitated, but still comforted Jojo softly, with no intention of apologizing. Kiki rolled her eyes and apologized with a fake smile. "Miss Song, so sorry. Jojo grew up abroad, she's outspoken. Don't take it to heart." Hearing this, the girl in Julian's arms looked even more smug. "I'm not wrong! Classmates said Lily is a bastard! She stole my Daddy!" I clenched my fists, staring coldly at Julian. He said he was a germaphobe, so Lily and I endured it. He used overtime as an excuse to mess around with another woman, and I turned a blind eye. But now, I can't tolerate anyone calling my daughter a bastard. "Julian, I'm asking you again—" "Is she?"
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