Chapter 134

"You think I turned out like this because of someone else? You really don't know?" Liliana stared at him, calm as ever, while he angrily threw his phone to the floor. The device shattered instantly, but that clearly wasn't enough—he raised his foot and stomped on it a few more times. So what if the phone was broken? That didn't change the fact that their father-daughter bond was long gone. "I don't have a daughter like you," he growled, pointing a trembling finger at her face. "And I sure as hell don't have a son like you." The hospital room door slammed open. Old Mr. Johnson stormed in, leaning heavily on his cane but eyes blazing with fury. He was already getting old, his usual sickly complexion now flushed red from rage. Before Liliana's father could even react, the cane came down hard—smacking him right across the back. The sting was instant. Last time, Old Mr. Johnson had let him off with a warning. This time, he wasn't holding back. Apparently the man still didn't learn and had t