Chapter 183
Tracy sneered, ‘Don’t you dare threaten me with your dad! The truth is, Sheila is my kid with another guy So what? You think you can just spill that to your dad without a shred of evidence and he’ll believe you? Do you know how much he adores us? He takes our word for everything! A little buttering up, and he’s putty in our hands!
“Really now?” Elinor giggled, turning to call out to the door. “Dad, did you catch that? Tracy just admitted she cheated!”
Tracy and Sheila froze, turning to the door in terror.
The front door was kicked open, and Arnold stormed in, fuming. “Tracy you shameless wretch!”
Seeing this, Sheila rushed over to try and calm her father Dad, don’t be mad! Mom didn’t mean what she just said”
Amold angrily shoved Sheila aside, snarling. “Get away from me! I’m not even sure you’re my daughter!”
Sheila panicked, “Dad, 1.
Ignoring Sheila, Arnold stalked toward Tracy and slapped her hard across the face.
“You disgrace! I provided for you, fed you, gave you money to blow, and you sneak around with other men?!”
Tracy stumbled to the floor, only then shaking her head in denial through her sobs. “No, I didn’t. Arnold, I didn’t betray you! Really! Elinor just got me all riled up!”
Arnold didn’t believe her anymore. “So you and that Pollock aren’t old flames?”
Tracy’s gaze wavered for a moment. She knew denying it now wouldn’t do her any favors.
So she put on the best pitiful face she could muster and admitted through her tears, “Yes! Arnold, I admit, I did have a thing with Pollock in the past, but that was before I met you! There’s nothing between us now!”
“Nothing between you two? Then why does he accept Sheila as his daughter? Sheila must be your love–child with him!”
“No! Arnold, Sheila is your daughter! If you don’t believe me, we can get a DNA test at the hospital! Don’t listen to Elinor, she’s just jealous and trying to stir up trouble! Arnold, if you don’t trust me, I’d rather just off myself!”
As soon as she said this, Tracy suddenly stood up and rushed towards the wall, slamming her head against it. She fell to the floor.
Arnold was shocked, rushing over to lift her up and check her condition. “Tracy, you…”
Tracy had a cut on her head that was bleeding a little. She spoke weakly: “Arnold, you have to believe me. I didn’t betray you, and Sheila really is your child.”
Seeing her stake her life on her innocence, Arnold wavered. “Tracy, are you really willing to let Sheila and I take a paternity test?”
