I couldn’t bear to let Dad worry about me and Darren and I didn’t want him to know that our relationship had broken down. After all, it was me who insisted on choosing Darren. If Dad knew now, he would only blame himself for not stopping me.
So I prepared to carry the cake to celebrate his birthday and persuade him to go back in person, but who knew that when I arrived at the scene, I saw a group of people surrounding him.
I pushed through the crowd and the cake was squeezed to the ground. Dad lay straight on the ground, his hands were shaking badly, but I still did CPR and desperately called for people to call 911. But in the end, I couldn’t save him.
My father was originally just a supervisor, but Darren urged him to make progress every day. Dad thought that he could do more and did it himself, forgetting that he couldn’t be overworked. He was still moving bricks in the 39-degree high temperature and he died suddenly.
“Darren, why did you lie to my dad and say it was a new house for us?”
Darren picked up the phone on the ground and dragged me into the house.
“Penelope, what are you talking about? I never told my dad that it was our new house. I just said that it was a house for a very important person, so he should spend more time on it. You found out that I decorated the house for Addison, so you teamed up with dad to bully Addison, right? Why did you become so petty? Addison has a tendency to be depressed. If you make such a fuss, she will have a mental breakdown again!”
I hugged my father’s urn tightly and gritted my teeth.
Addison was really good at tricks. Now she was directing and acting by herself, wanting me and Darren to break up so that she could get what she wanted.
It was just a pity that my father was killed by them a long time ago. She didn’t have to spend so much effort to grab this position. I would give it to them.
“That man is not my father. Don’t you know what kind of person my father is?”
I shouted and refuted weakly. Even if I said that my father had passed away at this time, he would not believe me anymore. He would only think that I was making excuses for my father.
“I called Dad more than ten times and he didn’t answer. Isn’t he guilty? Normally, whenever I call him, he will answer immediately!”
I didn’t know when, Addison stood beside Darren, crying, very aggrieved.