"The error doesn't lie with the child. You're the mother, so of course he'd listen to you. Yesterday, after he left my place, I was surprised to run into him and asked why he was at my doorstep. That little boy cursed at me, calling me a shameless woman who was trying to steal his dad from him."
"How could a child say such venomous words?"
Melody became increasingly distressed as she spoke, finally yelling at me through her tears.
"The evidence and witnesses are all there. sister, you can't deny it anymore!"
Melody's voice was soft, but her words were razor-sharp.
Hearing this, Zoran's face, which had shown a hint of emotion, turned cold again.
"Hand over Melody's design drafts immediately. This is about Melody's future. Don't be so petty and stubborn."
Melody was clearly lying. Our son had been dead for a week, how could he have gone to her house to steal anything yesterday? It was impossible for him to have seen her.
But Zoran still believed Melody's nonsense.
To think he's the child's father.
It's a pity that for all these years, I've been so careful to maintain his image as a loving father in front of our child.
So much so that even before dying, our son was still thinking about his dad's cake.
What did all these years of enduring humiliation get me in the end?It's the vicious verbal abuse, the filthy accusations.
I closed my eyes briefly, not wanting to watch these people put on a show any longer.
I didn't want to waste any more time, so I turned to leave.
But Melody grabbed my arm,
"Sis, you can't just leave like this. What about my competition entry if you go?"
"Either give Melody back her submission, or draw a new one for her."
Hearing this, it suddenly dawned on me.
So this was their plan all along.
Melody has no talent for design, and her grades have always been poor.
In contrast, I had already made a name for myself in jewelry design during my college years.
The accusation of stealing her work was just a ruse - their real aim was to get me to design for her.
Now I felt truly disgusted.
Playing both sides, how shameless can they be!
I looked up at her with hatred.
"You know perfectly well whether my son stole your work or not, and so do I."
"Everyone here knows exactly what you're trying to accomplish with all this."
"I'm not going to be your partner in crime. The divorce papers with Zoran are already signed and waiting at home. As soon as Zoran signs them, this man will be completely yours - mind, body, and legally."After hearing me say all this, Melody's pupils constricted, followed by the embarrassed anger of being exposed.
She reached out to grab the box I was holding in my arms.
"What are you holding? Is it my design draft? Are you in such a hurry to leave because you feel guilty?"