Abandoned by All I Took It All Back novel Chapter 502

They were dead. So be it.

But why did her father have to say those things at the end?

What about all the years of suffocation they had put her through? Was that all meaningless?

It was a bitter joke.

Her father had been an accomplice in her torment, never once speaking up for her.

He never offered even a single word of comfort.

Nothing.

And yet, at the very end, just as she was drowning in despair, he had made her believe that deep down, he actually loved her.

Now, an overwhelming sense of guilt washed over Wendy.

Because her father had spared her. He hadn't harmed her. Instead, he had repented to her, over and over.

Was this his final act? To make her live with regret for the rest of her life?

To make her regret not giving Baron the money.

If the crisis had been averted, if Baron's debts were paid, Mrs. Clifford would never have tracked her down with them.

And the murders would never have happened.

Wendy covered her eyes, wiping furiously at her face.

Her tears weren't salty; they were bitter.

She would rather have been stillborn twenty-seven years ago than be born a Clifford.

“Wendy!” Janina noticed the shift in Wendy's expression and hurried to the bedside.

She leaned in.

“How are you feeling? Does it still hurt?” she asked gently.

Wendy slowly turned her head to look at her three best friends.

She opened her mouth, but no sound came out.

Why not kill them sooner? Or later? Why did he have to do it right in front of Wendy?

It was a last-ditch effort to make Wendy feel guilty, to make her understand him as a father.

He probably thought that one act of protecting her would earn him a clear conscience and Wendy's forgiveness.

In reality, Mr. Clifford wasn't just a coward; he was arrogant and despicable!

If he truly cared for his daughter, he wouldn’t have committed murder in her brand-new apartment, and he certainly wouldn't have forced her to witness such a brutal scene.

Janina mentally cursed all three of the Cliffords.

“That’s right, Wendy,” Melody added. “You still have us. We used to skip class, sneak snacks, and go out and have fun together. From now on, we’ll face every hardship together too.”

Leaning against Janina, Wendy’s body trembled with sobs.

“Every time I close my eyes, I see them… so much blood…”

Maggie reached out and wiped the tears from Wendy's face.

“Don’t be afraid. We’ll be with you these next few days. Try to forget the horrible things that happened. The living have to keep moving forward, right?”