Chapter 11

The word “Dad” stunned everyone present.

Mom looked confused, Dad looked pale, and the living room was deathly silent.

My heart was pounding, and I thought to myself that this girl really loved me so much that she went crazy and came to my house to force me to abdicate. If my mother knew about my relationship with her, I would be doomed.

After being stunned for a long time, I walked up to her, stretched out my hand to tug at the corner of her clothes, and whispered, “What are you doing?

Stop fooling around! Go away, go away.”

Elizabeth turned her head and called out timidly, “Brother.”

My mother’s pupils suddenly dilated and she looked at me in surprise. I quickly leaned close to her ear and whispered, “The role play is over. I am not your brother!”

She ignored me, took two steps forward, threw herself into her father’s arms, hugged his waist tightly with both hands, and cried out, “Dad~!”

Dad put his hands on her shoulders and tried to push her away, but he stood there in mid-air, at a loss, for a moment before turning to look at Mom.

His mother stared at him and asked loudly, “What’s going on? Who is this girl?”

“She is ... she ... she is ... she is...” Dad’s voice was shaking so badly that he stuttered and couldn’t utter a complete sentence.

I also realized that something was wrong. It seemed that this girl was not coming for me. I didn’t have time to think about it. I quickly stepped forward and grabbed her wrist, trying to pull her away and help my father out. At the same time, I didn’t forget to explain to my mother: “She is ... she is the girl who framed me on the bus last time.”

Elizabeth hugged her father tightly, and refused to let go no matter how hard I pulled. She turned her head to look at her mother and said with tears in her eyes: “My name is Ling Nuo, and my father is Ling Haitao.”

I was startled when I heard that, and it took me a long time to come back to my senses. I saw that my father’s face was pale, his lips were trembling, and cold sweat was pouring down his forehead. I looked at my mother again, she was biting her lip, her face was red, she was glaring at my father fiercely, her chest was heaving violently, obviously she was extremely angry.

“You ... she ... she is...” Dad’s expression was extremely distorted. He wanted to smile, but his muscles were frozen.

“Who is she?” Mom snorted coldly.

“she is...”

With a loud crash, the bowls, chopsticks, cups and plates on the dining table fell to the ground, shattering all over the floor. Mom stared at Dad with red eyes, and after a long silence, she walked angrily towards the bedroom. I reached out to grab her wrist, and Mom yelled, “Don’t touch me!”

I was so scared that I quickly pulled my hand back. Mom returned to the bedroom and slammed the door shut with a bang.

Dad finally reacted at this time, stretched out his hand to push Elizabeth away, with a reproachful expression on his face, and asked loudly: “Why are you here? Didn’t I tell you not to come? I’ll come to you if there’s anything.”

Elizabeth’s eyes were filled with tears as she said aggrievedly, “They beat me. I ... Today is my birthday, and I called your cell phone, but you didn’t answer.”

“You...” Dad pointed at her, his brows furrowed and his face full of worry.

When I heard their conversation, my head was buzzing. This Elizabeth ... is actually my dad’s daughter.

Then she is my half sister...

Ah~! Not only did I sleep with my own sister, I also took her virginity?

It was like a bolt from the blue, hitting me on the head.

I don’t know how to describe my mood at this moment. I just feel my legs are weak and my throat is dry. This life is so fucking exciting.

Dad opened his mouth several times, wanting to say something but stopping himself. Finally, he said to her, “Sit down first.” Then he walked to the bedroom door and knocked gently, but what he got in return was Mom’s angry roar: “Get out!”

Dad stood outside the door, knocking on it persistently, whispering something. I looked at Elizabeth and saw a cut at the corner of her mouth, her left eye was red and swollen, her hair was messy, her eyes were filled with tears, and there were two tear marks on her cheeks. I couldn’t help wondering, how could this clever little girl be beaten? Who beat her?

Now I couldn’t really tell what my attitude towards her was, so I casually took out two tissues, stuffed them into her hands, and whispered, “Wipe it off.”

Elizabeth took the tissue and did not wipe her tears. She smiled slightly and said, “Thank you, brother. You are so kind to me.”

I frowned and asked in a low voice: “You already knew that I was your brother?”

Elizabeth nodded obediently.

“Then why didn’t you tell me earlier?”

“I told you.”

“when?”

“Last time in the park, when that big boy was pestering me, I told him you were my brother.”

“You...” I recalled that she did say that I was her brother, but I thought she was just looking for an excuse to use me as a shield and didn’t think about it that way at all.

At the same time, another question formed in my mind, which was even more creepy. I leaned in front of her and asked in a low voice: “Since you knew I was your brother, why did you seduce me?”

“I didn’t seduce you. It was you who raped me.”

“What?”

Elizabeth snorted and laughed, “You raped me. I have the video, do you want to see it?”

When I heard this, my head buzzed and I thought, Damn, I’ve been fooled!

“What exactly do you want to do?” I asked through gritted teeth.

“I don’t want to do anything.” Elizabeth smiled slightly, then put her arm around me, leaned her face on my shoulder, and asked softly, “Brother, are you satisfied with the gift I gave you?”

“A gift? A gift from you to me? Where ... where is it?” My mind was blank and I couldn’t think at all.

“Me?” Elizabeth pointed at herself and laughed.

“you?”

“Yes, I gave you a biological sister, aren’t you happy?”

“I...”

“Brother, do you like me?”

“What do you mean?” I wanted to push her away, but my arms were too stiff to lift.

“Do you like me? Do you like me?” Elizabeth leaned against me and rocked me gently.

“Let go of me, I don’t like you at all!” I don’t know what she is trying to do, but I must not let her succeed again and again.

Elizabeth was unmoved. She leaned close to my ear and asked ambiguously, “Hey ... Brother, do you like sleeping with me?”

The girl’s breath was as fragrant as orchid, and her hot breath sprayed on my ears, and half of my body was numb. I didn’t know what to say anymore. Even if she was really my sister, she was still Elizabeth ... No, she was the devil!

“Do you like it?” Elizabeth hugged him tighter and asked coquettishly, “Do you still want to fuck me in the future? Brother, tell me.”

“What on earth do you want to do?”

At this moment, my father returned to the living room. Seeing this scene, he was stunned and asked, “What are you doing?”

Elizabeth then let go of her hands and tilted her head: “I was just joking with my brother.”

Dad glared at me and growled, “You have none of your business here. Go back to your room.”

I wanted to say something to my father, but I didn’t know how to start. I glanced at Elizabeth and walked towards the bedroom. But after taking two steps, my mother opened the door and walked towards me with a bag on her shoulder. Judging from her dress, it was obvious that she was going out.

Dad quickly stepped forward, blocked Mom’s way, and begged humbly,” Mary, please listen to me, please listen to my explanation, okay?”

“Get out of the way! I don’t want to hear your explanation. What do you have to explain?” Although my mother didn’t cry, her eyes were red and she exuded anger all over her body, like a roaring dragon.

“She is ... that ... how can I tell you? You ... um ... put your bag down first and let me explain it to you slowly.” Dad frowned and half-bent his body. He was so humble that he didn’t even kneel down.

“Get out of my way!”

Dad grabbed her arm and wouldn’t let her go.

“Let go.”

“Wife, please listen to me for one sentence, just one sentence, okay?”

“I won’t listen, let go.” Mom stared at Dad with murderous intent: “Are you going to let go?”

Dad was obviously shocked by Mom’s momentum, and hesitantly let go of her hand. Mom walked out of the house without looking back. Dad waved at me, motioning me to follow Mom. I didn’t bother to change my clothes, I just grabbed a coat and chased after her.

Mom walked to the parking space downstairs, opened the car door and got in. I followed her and sat in the passenger seat. She squinted at me and said unhappily, “Why are you following me?”

“I’m worried about you, so I’m following you to see.”

My mother didn’t continue talking, nor did she start the engine immediately. She sat in the driver’s seat, staring blankly ahead.

I sat aside and watched her quietly. Her long black hair was not tied up, but combed neatly. She was wearing a gray and white plaid top, a gray chiffon skirt, ultra-thin flesh-colored pantyhose, and black pointed stiletto strappy high heels. She was dressed in a casual outfit like a young mature woman.

I have to say that my mother is a woman who pays great attention to her image. Even when she is furious and rushes out of the door, she is still dressed elegantly and neatly.

Suddenly a girl came to the house and said she was her father’s daughter. A proud woman like her mother could not accept it no matter what. If ... if she knew that this girl had had a relationship with her son, she would probably explode with anger.

Dad’s joke was really too big. Not only did he hurt himself, but he also implicated his beloved son.

I knocked my head and made up my mind that I must not let my mother know about this.

My mother glanced at me and asked coldly, “What are you doing?”

I pretended to be calm, frowned and cursed: “ Dad is such a jerk, how could he do such a thing.”

“No swearing,” my mother scolded.

I asked indignantly, “Aren’t you angry?”

“You can be angry, but I can scold you, but you can’t. He is your father after all.”

“But ... but my dad ... how could he do this? He had a child outside and kept it a secret from you for more than ten years. You say ... oh, I really don’t know how to say to him.” I grumbled for a while, then smiled dryly and consoled her: “Mom, don’t be too angry. He must have other hidden motives. There may be some misunderstanding. I think you should listen to my dad’s explanation. Think about it, weren’t you also misunderstood some time ago, and my dad listened to your explanation. You have to put yourself in his shoes.”

“What do you want to explain?” Mom glared at me. “When that girl called you dad, did your dad deny it?”

“Well ... not really. But I think...”

“I haven’t asked you yet!” Mom turned around and glared at me: “Have you known that girl for a long time?”

“I ... know her, but not really.” I squeaked, “You forgot that I was taken to the police station as a pervert on the bus some time ago. I said I was framed, but you didn’t believe me. It was that girl who framed me.”

“Did you continue to have contact with her afterwards?”

“No!” I firmly denied it and would never confess it even if I was beaten to death: “Absolutely not.”

My mother narrowed her eyes and looked at me suspiciously: “Why do I feel like you are very familiar with her?”

“I have met her twice before.” I hesitated, but immediately raised my hand and said, “But I promise, I have absolutely no idea about her relationship with my father.”

Mom turned around, sighed, and said, “Go back.”

“I won’t go back. How can I abandon you? I’m eighteen years old. I’m no longer a boy, but a man. I can take responsibility.”

“What responsibility do you intend to take?”

“It’s my responsibility to take care of you.” I put on an adult attitude: “I’m worried about you going out alone in your current state. What if you get upset and jump into the river with a splash?”

Mom frowned and said, “I feel even more upset when you are around me. Can you please be quiet?”

“I’ll be quiet. I promise to be quiet.”

Mom sighed, started the car, and drove away from the neighborhood. I sat aside and didn’t ask her where she was going, because I knew that she had nowhere else to go except Aunt Linda’s.

On the way, my mother called Aunt Linda and said she wanted to stay there for a few days. Aunt Linda said it was no problem. Judging from the situation, I guess we will have to stay there for a while.

When we arrived, it was Patricia who opened the door. She probably didn’t know I would come with her, so she was a little surprised to see me. Aunt Linda glanced at me but didn’t say anything.

After pouring a cup of hot water, my mother followed Aunt Linda into the bedroom. I don’t know what they talked about. Patricia dragged me to sit on the sofa in the living room and asked with a gossipy look on her face, “What’s going on? Did your father and your mother quarrel again? Eh? Didn’t your father run away from home when they quarreled before? Why are you and your mother kicked out this time?”

“How can I tell you about this?” I scratched my head and suddenly realized that I was a bit of a scumbag to meet a prostitute behind my girlfriend’s back. I didn’t expect that the prostitute was actually my half-sister. This ... maybe ... maybe ... or ... this is retribution, right?

“What’s going on?” Patricia’s gossiping habit came back and her eyes lit up.

“I ... may have a new sister.”

“Ah? What do you mean?” Patricia didn’t react for a moment: “You adopted a godsister?”

“It’s not that I have a sister, it’s...” I didn’t know how to explain to her for a moment. I scratched my scalp until it was bleeding. Then I lowered my voice and said, “My father might have secretly had a child with someone else.”

“Ah?” Patricia opened her mouth in surprise and stared at me, seeming a little unconvinced.

“Do you remember the girl who kept pestering me when we were watching the movie that day?”

“I remember.” Patricia nodded, and suddenly her eyes widened, and she said in realization: “Is it her?”

“That’s her.”

“Oh my god~!” Patricia covered her mouth with both hands and said after a long while: “No wonder she always pesters you, it turns out she has a purpose.”

“Yes, and her purpose is very ulterior.” I would never let Patricia know that I have had sex with my wild sister.

Mom and Aunt Linda chatted for more than two hours before coming out of the bedroom. Aunt Linda said to Patricia, “You go to the study and sleep on the small bed. Let Aunt Yun sleep in your room.”

“Oh.” Patricia nodded obediently, then glanced at me and asked, “Then ... where does William sleep?”

“Why do you care about him?” Aunt Linda said to me impatiently, “You can just stay on the sofa in the living room tonight, and go home after school tomorrow.”

I hurriedly asked, “What about my mother?”

Aunt Linda said, “Of course your mother has to stay at our house for a while.”

I quickly said, “Then I won’t go back either. I’ll be wherever my mom is.”

“Yo~!” Aunt Linda sneered, “You’re so old, but you still can’t leave your mother. Do you need milk every day, or something?”

My mother glanced at her and said to me, “You should go home tomorrow. It’s not convenient here. Don’t delay your studies.”

“I’m worried. I’ll be wherever you are.”

Aunt Linda snorted, “I only have three rooms and three beds here. Which room do you want to sleep in?”

I subconsciously looked towards Patricia, but immediately realized something was wrong and sat down on the sofa: “I’ll sleep on the sofa, it’s nice here.”