Chapter 101. Father and Daughter

I remained silent at his words, wanting to let him know that silence meant yes. I met his cognac eyes that I inherited from him. In my previous life, I couldn't even dare look into his eyes because of how frightened I was.

But at this moment, I failed to see that meeting his eyes was supposed to be the best thing ever. Meeting that filthy gaze of his was enough to bloom the flower of detestation.

"I knew you would come, Papa." I wiped the blood that besmirched my hand on my skirt before cocking my head from side to side. Then I curtsied before him.

Papa clenched his hand. "Since when did you learn..." He did not continue his words, looking like he was trying to find the proper term for it.

"You mean if I met Mother already." He flinched upon the mere mention of Mother.

Rachelle was right... It seemed like Papa was desperate to see Mother again. However, would he have the same reason as Rachelle's father, who want