Todos los capítulos de The Daughter at the Door: Capítulo 1 - Capítulo 9

Rosalind fixed her gaze at me, her eyes dark and unreadable.I waited a few seconds. The atmosphere was getting stranger by the second, so I turned and left for my room upstairs.I closed the bedroom door behind me with a soft click. I tipped my head back as I leaned against it and stared at the ceiling light.After we got married, she was always traveling for the sake of work. The woman spent 20 days out of every month away from home.I'd thought our marriage was as clean as a blank sheet of paper. Alas, I just had to find out that she'd had a true love all along and even had a daughter with him.I looked down at my phone and opened my banking app. The transfer she'd made before our marriage was sitting right there in my transaction history.10 million dollars.Double that, and I'd get 20 million dollars.She'd kept her 17-year-old daughter hidden until now. That had to count as fraud, right?So… it wouldn't be all that unreasonable to ask for another 5 million dollars, would

"I'm not Rosalind's daughter. You don't have to divorce her. You'll at least be able to live comfortably if you stay married into the Young family. "My dad was the same way. He stubbornly refused to go back to the Young family. Then, he couldn't even afford treatment when he fell ill. I don't like Rosalind, but I don't want to hurt you."I gripped the piece of paper tightly and stood there for a long time.I pushed the door open. Sure enough, Yvonne was still standing in the hallway."Your dad…""He thought that he could raise me on his own if he didn't ask for recognition, didn't want her money, and stayed out of her marriage. Then, he got sick and couldn't afford treatment. He told me he didn't blame anyone."When Rosalind came home, I stopped her. "Rosalind."She stopped."About Yvonne's father…"There wasn't a moon in the sky.She stood in the strip of light spilling through the half-open door, her features blurred in the shadows."What exactly happened?""Yvonne is Vi

Caleb lightly held the rim of his wineglass, his tone unhurried. "Yvonne is family, but she's been raised outside of it for years. It's about time she was brought back."I looked up.His smile was warm, but something about it made me deeply uncomfortable.Every set of eyes at the table turned our way the moment he brought it up. Some people lowered their heads and sipped their wine. Others exchanged knowing glances.Word that Vivian, who had died young, had left behind an illegitimate daughter spread through the room like a plague.Rosalind set down her utensils and was about to speak when I put down my napkin and chuckled softly. "Caleb, word certainly gets to you fast. Yvonne is still a kid, so her education comes first. There's no need to rush into bringing her back into the fold."His smile faltered.I met his eyes. "As for you, Caleb, you've gone out of your way to look after Yvonne all these years. We haven't forgotten that."He stared at me. The smile remained, but I saw

Yvonne had been wearing the same school uniform for two days. It was wrinkled beyond recognition at this point, the collar bunched up at the back of her neck. When my eyes fell on her figure, I could see her shoulder blades shifting faintly beneath the fabric.Rosalind spoke. "Your father asked me to take care of you before he did. I didn't do a good job. I'm sorry."Yvonne didn't turn around. Her shoulders rose and fell sharply for a moment before settling again."And one more thing." Rosalind looked at the gravestone as she continued, "The money you've been receiving all these years didn't come from me. Your father set up a trust with a financial firm before he died, and they've been transferring the money to you on the 15th of every month."He said it was something he should do as your father. It wasn't from the Young family."Yvonne didn't move. She crouched there like a tree that had been bent by the wind for far too long.After a long while, she finally called out in a hoar