Marriage with my daughter's father: Darling please be gentle - Chapter 29

Chapter 29: Chapter 29: Dare you touch her

While Seren and Hayes excused themselves to the canteen, Winter waited for her friend. She intentionally withheld the news from her daughter, believing that the surprise would compensate for the disappointment she experienced when Gina left without seeing her.

As anticipation sparkled in the air, the thrill quickly faded when the door to Byron’s room swung open and Dorothy entered.

Winter’s visage darkened at the sight of her mocking look, and she fisted her palm on her lap.

A dry smile appeared on Dorothy’s face as she darted a look at Byron and smirked. “I knew I would find you here,” she said with a sneer.

“It’s reassuring to know that he is still alive. I expected that after the attack, he would brace the heavens, but sadly, he did not,” Dorothy scoffed, casting her malevolent glare back at Winter.

“What brings you here, Dorothy?” Winter inquired, her tone completely devoid of emotions. The longer she stared at her, the more she felt her patience ebbing away.

“What other reason would I have to come here? “Of course, to see how well my father-in-law is doing.” Dorothy brushed off her angry peer and walked over to the couch, where she sat elegantly.

As the air between them thickened, Dorothy’s eyes sparkled with an even more intense ferocity. She was aware that Winter disliked her presence and that she would quickly lose it because of how well she ignited her nerves.

“That’s the least I can do for him; after all, we don’t know when he will wake up, or maybe… never.” Dorothy persisted in her mockery, intensifying her frustration. She relished the furious expression on Winter’s face, a reminder that this behavior would invariably reflect poorly on her.

Winter, on the other hand, perceived Dorothy’s intention, and her anger diminished slightly.

‘You must not allow her to win, Winter. She is attempting to provoke you, but you refuse to allow her to exploit your vulnerabilities,’ she reminded herself, her anger gradually fading away.

Additionally, Winter understood that Dorothy’s visit served a dual purpose; it was not only to see Bryon but also to ensure that he no longer posed a threat to their plan.

“It’s very thoughtful of you, Dorothy. Nevertheless, I suggest that you refrain from staying here any longer, as your presence has begun to taint the atmosphere. I don’t want him to smother, you know.”

Dorothy’s eyes narrowed at her arrogance, the corners of her lips twitching in anticipation of the impending fury.

“What is it that you desire, Winter?” Dorothy asked abruptly.She attempted to be kind, yet the words that escaped Winter’s lips shattered her composure.

Winter got up from her chair and stood in front of Dorothy, laughing. “I should be the one to understand the reason for your visit, Dorothy. What led you to lose your way here?” She asked, her gaze piercing directly into her flickering eyes.

The thought of her provocative tone caused Dorothy’s blood to rise. ” Mind your tone, Winter. Look who you are speaking to,” she snapped, unable to hold her cool.

“Who are you, Dorothy?My father’s mistress, or should I say substitute for my mother. Because I don’t care who you are.” Winter blurted out, her remarks too harsh and cruel for Dorothy to bear.

“Winter, you…” Dorothy, unable to contain her anger, sprang up and marched at Winter.

“Don’t touch my mommy, or else I will beat the shit out of you.”

Dorothy’s hand hung in the air as her head snapped in the direction of Star racing on her feet, and before anybody could react, she threw the hot cocoa right on her dress.

“Ah…”

Dorothy sprang at the sight of her ruined dress, oblivious to the fact that the little devil was still piercing her. Whereas Winter gaped at her furious daughter. The last thing she wanted was for her daughter to get upset, but then her gaze quickly returned to Dorothy, who swiftly steadied, now diverting her displeasure towards her daughter.

“You’re a little bitch. How dare you spoil my branded clothes?” She yelled, taking a step forward to strike Seren, but Winter caught her wrist and twisted her arm, pinning it behind her back.

“Dare you touch her? I will break this arm of yours.” Winter’s stern voice sent chills down her spine, but the pain intensified.

“AH, Winter, let go of me.” Dorothy wriggled, but she couldn’t get free from Winter’s grip.

Winter mastered martial arts. She might appear frail, but her strength was greater than she realized.

Hayes heard the noise and rushed inside. His eyes flew out of their sockets as he saw the scenario unfold in front of him. He taught Winter how to fight, a skill she was now employing against her stepmother.

“Hayes, what are you doing there? Help me get rid of her,” Dorothy shrieked as she shot her eyes at Hayes.

The man snapped out of his daze, but before he could move forward to negotiate, Winter yanked Dorothy away.

She stumbled on her feet before steadying herself and casting fierce glances at Winter. “I won’t forget this Winter,” she said, looking at Seren, who grumbled and crossed her hands in opposition to her warning. “You both will surely pay for this,” she warned, giving her one more gaze before walking away.

….

Winter relaxed and turned to face her daughter.

“Star, are you okay?” She kneeled before her, her eyes detecting any sign of discomfort.

“Mommy, she didn’t even touch me,” Seren said, and Winter immediately drew her into her arms.

“You shouldn’t be so reckless,” she mumbled, worried by the thought if Dorothy had hurt Seren.

Seren’s temper was precisely like her mother’s. However, Winter was able to tame them over time, but Seren was still in the early stages of her rebellion.

“Mommy, who was that lady who tried to hit you?” Seren ignored her mother’s words and inquired.

If she hadn’t been so eager to return to her mother’s side, she would not have noticed someone attempting to hurt her mother. And the thought itself infuriated her.

Winter sighed, her thoughts still contemplative about opening up to her daughter. But anyway, she did.

“That woman is my stepmother,” she said, watching Seren’s confused expression.

“Step-mom? I only know Mom. What is this stepmother, mommy?” Seren inquired, her mind intrigued by the word she just heard.

Winter exchanged a look with Hayes, who simply shrugged. She had kept Seren in the dark about her family’s situation for years. For her, there were just Winter, Gina, and Seren. Byron was also present on occasion. However, she was unaware of her family in Country P.

“You are too young to know about that word, but to put it simply, she is my father’s wife,” Winter remarked, sighing as she clutched Seren’s shoulder.

She did not want Seren to get involved with her family, especially after seeing how they looked at her. But with Dorothy’s surprise visit, she ended up learning about them.

Seren thought about it for a few seconds before sneering. “I don’t like her. “She tried to hurt you.”

Winter glanced at her daughter in surprise and laughed softly.

“Even Mommy doesn’t like her, but I won’t let you do what you did right now. Alright?” Despite her resentment toward her family, Winter would never want a negative portrayal of Seren.

Seren pouted but eventually consented.

Winter then straightened up and stared at Hayes.”You should stop her from coming here. She must’ve had an ulterior agenda.”

Hayes nodded. They both understood how cunning her father and his wife could be, and keeping them apart was the only way to keep Byron safe.

Meanwhile, Dorothy stepped out of the hospital, her rage growing with each passing moment. Whatever happened inside just kept on replaying in her mind.

‘I will not spare them. Winter has to pay for this,” she murmured, quickly getting into the car and driving away.

“Um, isn’t that Dorothy Greyson? What’s she doing here?” Gina, who arrived at the hospital promptly, noticed the annoyed Dorothy.

Something instantly clicked in her mind, and she immediately paid for her trip before sprinting into the hospital.