Female Novel
Chapter 194 Only Hatred
Chapter 194 Only Hatred
Rhy's voice came again-
"In that time, I usually asked my mom why my dad couldn't spend more time with me. But she only told
me he was very busy. And I believed her words naively."
"I kept thinking so until I found the truth one day. That is, my dad is not only mine while my mom was a
mere mistress whom my dad kept without others' knowledge."
"Later, my mom got sick. Instead of going to a doctor, she chose to tolerate it. As expected, an ailment
grew into a severe one gradually."
"Once, when my dad came there, I told him my mom was ill and she needed healing. However, he
disdained us and said she was a trouble. He just left after he gave us some money."
"From then on, he had never visited us. My mom suffered from the disease but still longed for him."
"But... Until she passed away, she had not met the ruthless man again."
Martha couldn't help but feel sorry for him.
If it was true, his mother was really pathetic.
Rhys was only a boy then, but he had to take the pain.
She didn't have the same experience, so she couldn't feel his pain.
In the same way, nobody knew how desperate she felt on the operating table.novelbin
It was the agony for her which she could never eliminate.
She lowered her eyes in which there was compassion for Rhys and other complicated emotions.
After a long while, she asked, "What about then?"
Rhys was quiet for a minute, and then he smiled, "I was not five years old yet. When the disease
attacked my mom, she became really anguished."
"You know what? The lady who was always soft and gentle became hysterical and looked monstrous
when she was tormented by the disease."
"Every time, after she spared no effort to tolerate the pain, she would lie on the bed feebly and call my
father's name. She even knelt with all her strength and begged me to ask my dad to meet her for the
last time."
Martha felt heartache at his experience.
Perhaps, because she was Jimmy's mother now, she felt really bad about Rhys' past experience..
A four-year-old child should've had a simple and innocent childhood period. However...
No, he once had a happy time, and thus he felt the contrast.
Mixed feelings surged in her mind.
"I did find my so-called father. He walked past me with another woman and their son happily."
"My father... brushed past me and looked at me as if I was an unknown beggar."
"And then I ran away like a drowned rat. When I came back home, my mom looked at me expectantly,
which made me dread to tell her about the truth. And I had to tell her I didn't find him."
Rhys pressed his lips tightly. In his eyes, there was a tinge of relentlessness.
After a quiet moment, he spoke again. Different from before, his voice became a bit hoarse.
"The reason why my mom wanted to see my dad again is not only because she missed him but also
she was afraid no one would take care of me after she died of the illness. Unexpectedly, the man was a
cold-blooded sort of person."
"Less than half a month, she died. But before dying, she told me to live my life, no matter how humble I
would be, no matter how hard the life would be."
"I penned myself up alone in the room. I was less than five years old and became an orphan. I stayed
with my mom, watched her dead body."
"Later, the police arrived and smelled the stink from the room... They found her corpse and took her
away from me."
Rhys felt an excruciating pain at the thought of the bygones each time.
"From then on, I have become homeless and only have a hatred for that man!"