My Birthday, My Downfall novel Chapter 67

I couldn't help but sneer. When they divorced, they never asked me who I wanted to stay with, but now, they were suddenly concerned about me.

I used the excuse of needing to go to school and quickly left.

But Dad wouldn't give up. From then on, he blocked me every day to scold me. He probably thought that if he wasn't suffering, I shouldn't be either.

"You ungrateful brat! I've raised you for nothing!" Dad shouted at the school gate.

"Look, everyone! This ungrateful child doesn't care about his father's well-being and only cares about himself. He doesn't deserve to be in a prestigious school!" Some confused students started pointing at me, and even the school leaders began to pull me aside for talks.

I was exhausted and frustrated by his constant harassment.

But I couldn't trouble Aunt Stevens again, so I did my best to avoid Dad.

Then, a few days later, my brother showed up with a group of thugs, blocking me on my way home from school.

With a fierce look in his eyes, my brother said, "You didn't help Dad? Well, I'll teach you a lesson today!"

With that, they began to beat me mercilessly, punching and kicking me until I was covered in bruises.

"Hit him! Beat him to death!" my brother shouted arrogantly.

I had no strength to fight back and could only let them attack me.

Eventually, they left, and I limped home.

What I didn't expect was that when I got back, Dad was there, happily massaging Aunt Stevens's back.

When he saw my battered body, he didn't express any concern. Instead, he frowned and said, "What's wrong with you? You're acting like a thug, always causing trouble!"

I was about to explain, but my brother showed up, covered in injuries too.

He quickly played the victim, crying and saying, "Dad, my brother had people beat me up. I'm so miserable!"

I angrily denied it. "No, it was him and his people who beat me!"