"How many times would it happen!" Eva's voice cracked as she screamed, her hands trembling as she clutched the report in her fingers. It had just arrived. When she had received the phone call, she had refused to believe it. But Alric still asked her to come and give it to her.
Alex stood behind her, jaw clenched, one hand on her shoulder in support—though he too was seething. He could not believe this. For years, he had blamed Alric for ruining their perfect family when the fault lies in his father. As a child, he did not want to see it. His father was his hero. But now, even a rutting animal was better than him.
"Why don't you just give him a divorce? I am sure I can find a job after university. You have enough savings for the time being. Or…" he looked hesitating at Alric, who stiffened under his gaze. "Or you can live with Alric. I am sure br…brother will take good care of you." Alric froze. His eyes widened as he stared at Alex as if he was looking at him for the first time.
