Chapter 27

Becky's POV

I walked into my parents mansion still contemplating why father had called me earlier. My palms were sweaty with just the anxiety of what he wanted from me after making me feel so worthless days ago.

Father was seat on his favourite couch. A two seated couch with his legs crossed like a king on the center table close to him.

Meanwhile, mother was seated opposite him, staring at the TV station.

"Dad." I called, walking towards them.

He cleared his throat the moment he saw me, and then looked at my mom. The look on Mom's face wasn't pleasing, and that was enough to tell me something was bothering them.

This was the only opportunity I had to become close to my father once again after the horrible incident.

"Dad, what's wrong?" I questioned

"What is going on between you and your husband Becky?"

My body tensed a bit, but I managed not to show the shocked expression on my face, and with a smile I replied,

"I don't understand what you mean daddy."

My gaze went to my mom who was s