บททั้งหมดของ When the Truth Leads Me to Patricide: บทที่ 1 - บทที่ 8

Isaac Jameson truly wanted to kill me. He didn't hold back at all."I can't believe that a wretched, twisted heart lies beyond your pure, innocent face! I nearly married you! I was lucky the hill was the final hurdle to marrying you, or you might've murdered my entire family!"I had no idea what Isaac was saying. I only knew that I was covered in blood. I'd die if he kept this up.He was too strong for me, and I couldn't fight back. I could only helplessly point at my stomach as whimpers bubbled up my throat.Isaac understood what I meant. He glanced at my stomach and barked a harsh laugh. "You're carrying the devil's spawn! The Jameson family will never allow you to give birth to a cursed child like that!"As he declared this, he tossed the axe aside and hauled me up by the collar of my shirt. Then, he rammed my stomach against the boulder off to the side.For a moment, the sharp pain ripped my voice from my throat. My eyes nearly bugged out of my head.Throughout the ordeal, D

I struggled against Dad's vice-tight hold as he let me kick and punch him. Whimpers and grunts of devastation formed in my throat as my tears sprang free.It wasn't until the lakewater had swallowed my passport that Dad finally let me go.However, I knew my life would be over if I heeded his word and stayed in the town forever. That prompted me to wade into the lake, fighting against death itself, to search for my passport.The icy chill of the water seeped into my bones. It took me a while to locate my passport, but it fell apart in the water like mud.At that moment, it felt like a massive palm had come out of nowhere and crushed me in its mighty grip. All my plans were ruined.I returned home as a shell of the woman I had been. A man I'd never seen before stood in our yard. Upon seeing my return, Dad hauled me to the hill by the arm. "Your new skin is growing out nicely. Let's see if things won't work out with another man."Hot, white rage seized me as I thought about the same

A closed-off cemetery lay in the hill behind our town, and in it were over a hundred graves. Each grave bore the cause of death of the person buried there.I took in the entire cemetery with abject horror.Billy Larkin—died after a car hit him.Edward Brown—he'd been hiking up the mountains when a boulder crushed him. His remains were eaten by wolves, and only a few of his bones were left when they found him.Flora Waterhouse—she'd been on her way to the clinic to give birth when she fell into the sewerage system. Both she and her unborn baby died.There were other causes of death engraved on the tombstones around me, and my name had been carved into the back of each stone: "Murderer: Elizabeth Seymour."However, as far as I could recall, I'd always stayed in line and been on my best behavior.I was quiet for the most part, and whenever I saw injured puppies by the road, I'd take them home to bandage their wounds. I'd also piggybacked the elderly townsfolk to the clinic for thei

My brows furrowed. What did the doctor mean by that? How was I rendered mute by poison and hypnotized for a whole 30 years?I instinctively asked, "What are you saying?"It took me a while to come to my senses and realize I could speak!The doctor was about to explain when an elegant old woman squeezed through the gap in the door. Behind her were a few men dressed in suits and leather shoes.The elegant old woman put her arms around me and sobbed. "My poor granddaughter! Sophia died not long after she had you. After so many years of searching, I've finally found you! I've found Sophia's heiress!"It's all that wretched man's fault! He did a good job hiding you. Once I find him, I'll have him drawn and quartered!"I had a vague feeling that the "wretched man" in the old woman's story was none other than Dad.The three men who'd trailed in after the old woman threw their arms around me and sobbed as well. I learned that they were my uncles from the stories they told me.However,