From Dust to Ashes: A scorned Bride
he groaned, clutching his chest like I had just struck him.
I tried to keep my voice steady. “Well, if you want a child, you can get your wife pregnant again. The two of you are still pretty much young, and don’t think I don’t hear all that noise you make at night.”
His face twisted with fury. “You are the worst son anyone could ask for,” he spat out.
I grinned, savoring the slight victory. “The pleasure is all mine,” I said dryly.
My father stared at me for a moment, as though trying to find the words to counter me. Finally, he exhaled and muttered, “Get yourself ready. The president is hosting us tonight. Maybe you can meet his beautiful daughter. Maybe she’ll be the one to change your min
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