Abandoned by All I Took It All Back novel Chapter 501

Mr. Clifford had lost all reason. He turned to look at Baron, who was lying on the floor, and saw the faint rise and fall of his chest.

Without hesitation, he raised the kitchen knife and hacked at his son’s body.

Again, and again, and again…

He only stopped when the body was a bloody mess, the face mangled beyond recognition.

Wendy was frozen in terror. A part of her screamed to run, but her body wouldn’t obey.

A sharp pain shot through her chest, and she thought, with a strange certainty, that she was about to die.

She didn't believe for a second that her father would spare her.

Even now, she couldn't comprehend how her quiet, unassuming father had suddenly become a killer, murdering his own beloved wife and son.

At that moment, Mr. Clifford’s eyes were bloodshot from the frenzy. He stood clutching the bloody knife, his face and clothes splattered with gore.

He turned to Wendy, his voice hoarse and choked with emotion.

“Wendy, I’m so sorry. I'm sorry for all the years you've suffered. But it’s okay now. Your world is quiet. No one will bother you again. I've cleared away all the obstacles for you.”

The exertion seemed to have drained him. The man, in his sixties, collapsed onto the floor.

He looked at the bodies of his wife and son lying in pools of blood, his gaze cold and filled with a loathing devoid of any sympathy or love.

But when his eyes met Wendy’s, they softened instantly, a stark contrast to the frenzied killer he had been moments before.

“I hope you find a man who loves you, Wendy. Someone who will put you first, respect you, cherish you, and trust you. Don’t make the same mistakes we did. This is the time in your life for love, but remember, looks don't matter. Don't believe a single word of a man's sweet talk. Don't listen to what he says; watch what he does. A person's heart is what's most important.”

Mr. Clifford's eyes were red as he spoke, as if giving his last will and testament.

Wendy lay on the floor, the pain in her chest intensifying. Her head grew dizzy, and her vision began to blur.

Her lips moved, and a faint whisper escaped her throat. “Dad…”

Hearing his daughter's voice, Mr. Clifford's frantic heart seemed to find a moment of peace.

But it was quickly overshadowed by self-reproach.

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