48. Foul Play

Fany

I stepped back. Look at the three of them. They think I'm stupid or what? "This must be Mother's ploy to take me home, right?"

They exchanged glances. I know they are lying.

"Tell the woman, if you want to meet her, come here. I'm not a pet."

"Miss, your father is sick at home. If you don't believe me, let's check at home." This young man said in a serious tone, there was no smile or anything strange on his face.

God, is Dad really sick? Maybe, after the fuss between his wife and children. No, I went too far. Dad, Dad!"

I can't stop crying. I followed the three of them into a black SUV, sitting in the middle seat with a young man in a black suit. While two other people in front.

During the trip it was so quiet. The young man on the side was kind enough to take the tissue in front for me. Even if it's just a tissue paper, it's enough for me.

"How's Dad?"

"We don't know," he answered. "W