I had heard students gossip about him while selling pancakes—he was known for being flirtatious, playing with girls' feelings, and had even caused some to get sick.
Worried, I tried to reach out to Sophie, but she wouldn't answer my calls. It wasn't until my monthly living expenses were late that she finally picked up.
On the phone, she scoffed at my concerns.
In her daily life, she continued to hold his arm as they went out together.
Feeling desperate, I sought out the playboy.
Eventually, they broke up. After returning to the library to study, Sophie successfully got into a prestigious graduate program.
At that point, I felt it was time to file for divorce again. I rented a place near the school and completely separated from Ethan.
Just as I finally felt free, proud of my daughter's achievements, and hopeful for the future, Ethan burst into my rented apartment with a knife.
As I became a vengeful spirit, I realized my daughter had revealed my new address to him.
It was my daughter who hated me for breaking up their family.
It was my daughter who felt I had embarrassed her.
It was my daughter who didn't want me to separate, who didn't want to bear the burden of a father with epilepsy alone.
In front of the camera, she sobbed innocently, "I just wanted Mom and Dad to be together."
At my grave, she smiled selfishly.
"Now that Dad is in prison, I won't have to bear the burden for the rest of my life. Good mom, consider this your last act of kindness for your daughter."
Hearing those cold words, I trembled uncontrollably.
3
After I ignored dozens of calls from them, father and daughter finally realized I wasn't joking.
They enlisted all their friends and family to bombard me with calls, blaming and scolding me.
But I paid them no mind.
At that moment, I was already on the bus to Aldoria.
Having been reborn, I had no better plan, so I decided to start my stall business in the familiar university town.
The university town was just beginning to develop, with many shops still vacant. I walked around in the biting cold wind and found the most cost-effective shop available.
After curling up outside for a night, the next day, I waited at the north gate of Aldoria University, finally spotting Professor Lewis.
In my previous life, she was one of my regular customers. Despite being the dean, she was kind and approachable, and we would occasionally chat.