They Called Me Daughter While Planning My Downfall novel Chapter 8

Even though my face had changed, they recognized me at first glance.

"Stars—"

After a few months, there were many more white hairs on my dad's head.

He looked so worn out.

"Stars, I was wrong."

"Back then, I misunderstood you targeting Samara. I only hired those thugs to scare you, I never meant to hurt you!"

"I never thought...things would turn out this way..."

I looked at him and asked.

"Dad, do you mean to say that back then, you intentionally delayed my surgery and posted the video of me being humiliated online, ruining my life, and you never meant to hurt me?"

Dad was caught off guard by my question, flustered, trying to explain but not knowing what to say.

My brother looked guilty and said, "Stars...I didn't expect Samara to be so calculating. How could I have believed her?"

"Stars, I was wrong, you are my real sister, yet I've done so many things to hurt you. I deserve to die!"

At this point, they still thought they were not at fault.

I slowly shook my head: "Brother, do you know that mom was forced to death by Samara's mother? You've treated your real sister like this for Samara, don't you fear that mom in the heaven will be heartbroken?"

My brother's face turned pale, and he staggered backward.

Then, he painfully grabbed his hair: "What have I done during all these days?"

But dad was still unwilling to give up.

He grabbed my hand, his eyes full of tears.

"Stars, you must be joking, right? How could you bear to leave us?"

"You're still so young. Without dad and brother, how will you live the rest of your life?"

The proud dad, in front of me, had become utterly humble.

"Give us one more chance. Let us make it up to you, okay?"

Grandpa finally couldn't bear it anymore. He leaned on his cane and blocked my way.

Though he smiled, his eyes were sharp.