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chapter three
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2026-03-26 13:05:02Sometimes, you start to question the true essence of your life.
Would I have been better off as an insignificant person? Or maybe a rat? That’s exactly how I felt the moment the doctor spoke those words in front of me. Here was a man I had always desired, hoping he would make me pregnant, yet he chose to give that to my sister. But that wasn’t all. My father turned toward me, his eyes blazing, and spoke the words my mother had been pushing him to say for a long time. “Sarah Robertson, you cease to be my daughter from this day forward. You are no longer my daughter legally. You are hereby dismissed from the family business, and you will also stop bearing my name. My lawyer will inform you of the next steps.” His words literally tore me in half. I was speechless. The nurses, some patients, and even the nearby doctors kept staring at me as if I were a leper. “Dad, it’s not my fault. She was sleeping with him… she was sleeping with my husband!” I said, as hot tears streamed down my face. “I only tried to defend what was mine.” “Defend what’s yours? James was never yours to begin with. We only needed to use you for…” Margaret sneered. “I don’t even see why I should tell you all this. I think everything is already clear. You heard your father. You cease to be a Robertson from today.” Margaret said that as she walked away with James to go see Sheila. I no longer knew if I had gone too far. I cursed my misfortune and fell to my knees. I felt my throat tighten as I bowed my head in shame. “Dad, please… don’t do this. I didn’t mean to hurt her.” The tears running down my face mixed with the mucus dripping from my nose. “I never wanted any of this to happen. James… he…” “Shut your mouth!” His voice thundered, making me flinch. “You spend your time blaming everyone for your bad luck! Are you going to tell me that James forced you to do this?” “Dad, listen to me, please.” I choked on my own words, my hands clasped together. “Listen to a murderer? You’re still standing only because she didn’t die. I would have had you locked away for life if you had killed her,” my father shouted. “Give me your car keys. You never earned anything through your own work. It’s my name that gave you everything. I guess it’s time you learned to survive on your own. Your contract with my company is terminated as of today.” He looked at his watch. “I never want to see you near my family again. I don’t want to see your face or your smile. I never want to see you again!” Frederick—the man I had always known as my father since birth—shouted those words before turning around and walking away without even giving me a final glance.
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