Love's Final Battle Revenge for My Daughter!

During the summer vacation, my wife Elena knocked off work for the first time and took our daughter Olivia to camp.

Halfway through, Elena asked our six-year-old daughter to buy cigarettes alone. And Olivia had a serious car accident on her way.

When I got the news and rushed to the hospital, Olivia almost died.

"I broke the cigarettes that Mom wanted. I'm sorry."

Before Olivia could finish her words, she died.

Olivia was still holding a blood-stained cigarette tightly until she died.

I hugged her body and burst into tears.

At the same time, Elena's first love, Brian, posted on his social media. "You love me because you don't like the smell of cigarettes, but you're willing to light one for me."

The photograph was an intimate photo of the two lying on the grass with their fingers interlocked.

Shaking, I sent a screenshot to Elena and questioned her, "Is this why you asked Olivia to buy cigarettes alone?"

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It was not until Olivia was pushed into the mortuary that Elena replied, "Olivia is already six years old and is independent. What's wrong with having her buy a pack of cigarettes for Brian? No wonder she hasn't come back yet. It turns out that she returned home and told you on me. She is dramatic."

"Elena, let's get a divorce."

Disheartened, I sent Elena one last message before blacklisting her.

Elena was adopted by my mother. At that time, she was three years old and was unconscious from hunger on the street.

My mother took her home and took care of her as her own daughter.

Elena and I went to school together and grew up together. She always followed me around when she was a child as if she couldn't live without me.

My mother liked Elena very much and spoiled this emaciated girl living on the street so much that she became a little princess that everyone envied.

I like Elena very much too.

However, as I grew older, my fondness for her gradually became strange.

When I saw Elena smile, I was very happy. When I saw her cry, I felt very sad. When I saw her get close to other boys, I felt very bitter as if something I liked was robbed.

When she was in college, she fell in love.

On the day I learned the news, I drank all night outside.

It was not until I was taken to have my stomach pumped that I realized that I had fallen in love with her.

I locked up this love in my heart and still treated her well for nothing in return.

I just wanted her to do well and would be there for her even if I couldn't be with her.

Just as Elena was about to bring her first love, Brian, to see my mom and confess to her.

Suddenly, my mother was hospitalized due to a serious illness.

When she learned that she didn't have much time left, she held Elena's hand tightly.

My mother said that she wanted to see me marry Elena before she died.

I was just about to turn my mother down for Elena when Elena surprisingly nodded and said yes in tears.

Then I married Elena.

On the day of our marriage, Elena said to me coldly, "Mom is nice to me. I don't want her to die with regret."

"But the person I love is Brian. You can be with me, but you will never win my heart."

For the sake of my mother's last wish and my love for her, I acquiesced in this.

At first, Elena pretended to be intimate with me in front of my mother.

But after my mother passed away, she began to hate me.

She defined me as an unscrupulous villain.

Elena thought I used my mom's dying wish to make her marry me.

That was why Elena hated me.

This family was dispensable to Elena.

Any small matter about Brian could become a reason for Elena to abandon this family.

Because I didn't want Olivia's family to be broken, and also because I loved her deeply.

I'd put up with all this.

Elena was enterprising, so I gave her full authority to manage the family's business.

I was only responsible for taking care of her diet, daily life, and Olivia.

I thought that as long as I treated Elena well day after day, one day, she would be moved by my love and her heart would get back to our family.

But I was wrong.

My tolerance was rewarded with her unbridled betrayal.

This time, I even lost Olivia!

The only reason Olivia died was to buy Brian cigarettes!

Olivia was only six years old!

Why did Elena let Olivia be the victim of her own pursuit of love?

I was angry and desperate.

The death of my daughter made me realize the reality.

It made me stop loving her.