Night of Destiny ( Anastasia Tillman ) novel Chapter 1254

My Baby’s Daddy Chapter 1254

“Alright.” Ren headed up the stairs for the study on the second floor. He knocked on the door and heard Harold’s deep voice calling out, “Come in.”

When he went in, Harold barked, “Close the door.”

Ren had a bad feeling. He saw the furious look on Harold’s face. It had been a while since he last saw Harold being this angry. “Dad…”

“Kneel!” Harold commanded sharply. Ren froze and stared at his father. Harold did use corporal punishment on him before he turned eighteen, but he was thirty-three now. Why did Harold want to punish him now? What did he do?

Out of consideration for Harold’s age. Ren could only do as he was told. He kneeled on the ground with his back straight and looked up at his father’s seething expression. He only hoped that Harold would not give himself a heart attack. At his age, it was dangerous for him to be this angry.

“What on earth happened, Dad? Tell me,” Ren pleaded.

Harold retrieved a belt from somewhere before standing behind Ren and whipping him on the back. “Ever since you were a child, I taught you that the most important thing is a person’s character. Did you forget everything I taught you? Is that why you’ve become so shameless?”

Harold’s belt landed a second time. Thanks to Ren’s clothing, Harold had no idea that his belt landed exactly on Ren’s wound.

Ren’s face was tightly clenched in pain. His wound was only a week old, and after being whipped twice, the pain was beginning to spread all over his back.

Once she arrived, she began pounding on the door. “Open up, Harold! What are you doing? Why are you hitting Ren?”

“Stay out of it,” Harold growled toward the door.

Charlotte sent the servant to retrieve the key, and the servant did it as quickly as possible. As soon as the door opened. Charlotte saw her son kneeling on the ground as Harold raised the belt to continue lashing him. She was horrified and immediately stood in Harold’s way.

“Don’t you dare hit him again! What did he even do? He’s thirty-three! How can you treat him like that? Have you gone daft in your old age?!” Charlotte cried out before snatching the belt out of Harold’s hands. Despite his anger, he allowed his wife to take it away from him.