You’ve been lying to me my whole life.
Emily, sit down.
“I grew up believing my mother was dead because of you. And now I find that maybe she’s still alive somewhere.
Please open the envelope.
I don’t want your money.
There is no money inside.
He pushed the envelope towards me.
I opened it with trembling hands.
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Inside were several ancient documents, a hospital identification bracelet and a letter written with a woman’s letter.
But the name that appeared in the first document forced me to sit down again.
“Father of the girl: unknown”.
Below appeared the words:
“Legal Tutor: Mark Davis”.
Mark Davis was my father.
What does this mean?
He sat in front of me, but he couldn’t look me in the eye.
I’m not your biological father.
For a moment, I couldn’t even hear the sounds of the restaurant.
My father explained that he had loved my mother when they were young. But she had chosen another man, someone who disappeared as soon as she knew she was pregnant.
After my birth, my mother was diagnosed with severe heart disease. I knew he didn’t have much time left.
One rainy night, he took me to my father’s house.
“He put you in my arms and asked me not to let you end up in an orphanage if something happened to him,” my father said. The next morning, she was taken to the hospital. He died a few weeks later.
I had misinterpreted Robert’s words.
My mother hadn’t abandoned me. He had left knowing that he could never return.
“Why didn’t you tell me you weren’t my biological father?”
Because I was afraid you’d stop calling me Dad.
I looked at the man I had considered cold and distant for my entire life.
But you never told me you loved me.
He lowered his head.
