04
In my previous life, I met a senior student.
Coincidentally, the senior knew my stepdad Daniel.
The senior told me that stepdad was her high school math teacher.
But in her senior year, he mysteriously resigned.
“Do you know what everyone was saying about him?” she asked.
I nervously asked the senior, “What?”
So the senior lowered her voice: “He harassed female students and was fired.”
At that time, I was so shocked I couldn’t even speak.
This matter weighed on my mind, making me feel suffocated every
Finally one day, I decided to talk to mom about it.
Unexpectedly, mom didn’t take my side.
She immediately called stepdad over.
day.
Stepdad pointed at my nose and scolded me for having ulterior motives.
“Emma, haven’t I been good to you these past few years? Is this how you repay me? Do you have a conscience?”
I shook my head helplessly: “I don’t have bad intentions, I just think mom and I have the right to know the truth.”
Hearing this, stepdad smashed the teacup on the coffee table with a “bang“.
Blood seeped from his fist as he gritted his teeth and said to me: “The truth? The truth is that I was falsely accused back then! I voluntarily resigned to clear my name, otherwise how could I still be a professor now?”
After he finished, he took a deep breath and looked at mom: “It seems your daughter has never considered me family. I think it’s time to reconsider our relationship.”
That day, mom slapped me twice.
Stepdad slammed the door as he left, and mom cried all night in the living room.
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4:24 PM
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I didn’t know what I had done wrong.
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But mom still said those words that made me feel like I had fallen into an ice pit: “Emma, apologize to your stepdad, or don’t come back to this home!”
I looked at mom in disbelief, crying as I returned to school that night.
With the help of my senior, I contacted the victim of the sexual harassment incident from years ago.
In the end, it was verified that it had indeed happened.
My stepdad Daniel Chen was truly a hypocrite with the face of a gentleman.
The reason he acted so righteous in front of people was nothing more than to win a good reputation.
In Chloe’s eyes, I was receiving a quality education from a distinguished professor and strict mother, walking upright and sitting properly, which is why I could marry a good man.
But she didn’t know.
During the seven years of living with my stepdad, I had to endure almost daily slut–shaming from him and mom.
Now, Chloe, are you about to experience it too?
