Miracle quickly supported her stomach when her father pushed her hard into that room.
He fell down next to the work he was currently doing.
"Now, tell me where did you get the guts to shout at your mom!" Benedict's angry cry.
She cried loudly. "D-Dad, I didn't shout at mommy. Not really," she cried.
Olivia gasped. "She's lying, Benedict! She almost slapped me!"
Miracle's eyes widened when Benedict grabbed his belt. He twisted the end of it in his hand before looking back at her again. "Tell me the fucking truth, Miracle! Who taught you to insult us ?!"
The woman quickly knelt down in front of her parents.
"D-Daddy, I don't want to. Please. Don't hurt me anymore. W-I really didn't do anything, I-I didn't y-I shouted at m-mommy," he sobbed begging her.
Her father clenched his jaw. He hit her hard with the sintron so Miracle immediately cried out in pain when it hit her arm.
She quickly sat on the floor as she protected her tummy.
"Answer me!"
"Ahh!" the woman continued to cry out in pain.
Benedict continued hitting her using the belt. The woman could do nothing but sit and cry there while accepting what her father was doing to her.
"You should have just focused on this painting! You should have stayed inside this room!" it shouted and hit him again and again.
"And this." His father walked closer to the work he was currently doing. "This is fucking useless! You're crazy that you're really a woman! You have no interest in the company, it's like you're crazy painting a baby image!"
She screamed in pain when the metal from the belt hit her shoulder.
"D-Dad, please, t-that's right!" he begged.
Her father was even angrier. It hit him even harder. "Why are you painting a baby image, huh ?! Are you really crazy about flirting ?!"
"It's because I'm pregnant!" she answered back.
Her mother immediately sighed. Benedict stopped hitting her.
"What?" stammered the father.
"B-I'm pregnant, daddy. I'm pregnant," she cried.
Her father's face darkened even more. "Whose son is that ?!"
"Kay Trigger please!" he replied.
"I don't believe in your husband anymore. Trigger will never sleep with a whore like you!" He hit her hard again which made her cry again.
"You filthy bitch! You're not really satisfied with your husband yet ?! Who's the father of that boy ?! You answered ?!" it's an angry cry.
Benedict immediately stopped hitting her when Trigger stepped inside the room. The man immediately turned his gaze to the sintron he was holding before looking back at his wife.
"What the hell do you think you're doing ?!" he shouted angrily before cornering Benedict.
Olivia cried on the corner. "Trigger! Don't do this!"
Trigger glared at the lady. "Don't you dare fucking stop me!" He turned to Miracle's father again. "What the hell did you do to my wife ?!"
Fear flashed in Benedict's eyes as soon as he witnessed how mad Trigger is.
He fell to the floor when it pushed him hard.
The man immediately knelt down in front of his wife who was still crying. Trigger quickly held Miracle's cheeks. Miracle quickly gasped in fear.
"Hey, it's me. It's me. It's Trigger. Look at me, wife," he said immediately.
The woman quickly calmed down when she saw him. He carefully caresses her arms, full of bruises. The man's eyes immediately darkened at the wife's situation.
He stood up as he grabbed Benedict's collar once again. He angrily punched it in the face.
Olivia could do nothing but gasp in the corner of the room. She won't be able to stop Trigger at this moment.
"Answer me you jerk! Who the hell gives you permission to hit my wife ?!" Trigger almost killed the father in law because of the anger lurking in his chest.
"She's fucking pregnant!" Benedict has no choice to shout that.
He immediately withdrew his punches when he heard that. He looked at the wife who had fallen to the floor.
"And it's not yours, Trigger. I know the child she's carrying isn't yours!" Benedict added.
"You're p-pregnant?" he uttered while looking at Miracle.
"That child is not yours, ijo! Listen to me! It's a great shame for our family if the child she's carrying is different from other men! Let's abort that fucking child!" his father-in-law continued.
"Hon, stop! Please. L-Let's go out." Olivia pulled her husband outside the room.
The couple was left in that dark room.
Miracle on the other hand looked at Trigger's direction. The man was just stunned by the absence, as if unable to believe what he heard.
"T-Trigger," she called his name.
His attention diverted to her. "Who's t-the father, Miracle?"
Even though his body was numb from the pain and wounds he had sustained, he still struggled to stand up to the Miracle. "You. M-Believe me. You're the father of the child I'm carrying."
He shook his head. Confusion is all over his face. "Miracle. Nothing happened between us. I never slept with you so how can I?" it's a perplexing question.
"Y-You're drunk when something happened to us that night. You don't remember because you're drunk. But I'm telling the truth. This boy is yours, Trigger. You know h-I can't have sex with anyone else man because you're the only one I love! " she explained while crying.
Trigger shook his head. I was not convinced by what he said.
"Tell me who's the father of that child, Miracle. Nothing happened to us so putangina don't start me with your wickedness!" it's an angry cry.
"Please, believe me. You're the father of this child!"
"I'll never sleep with a whore like you, Miracle. I'll never sleep with you. Tell me the fucking truth, who is the man you flirted with and whose father are you carrying ?!" He harshly slammed the table because of anger.
Miracle wanted to open her mouth to say something. But darkness invaded her whole system as she collapsed in Trigger's arms.