Chapter 32

My father sat beside me, his eyes filled with concern, waiting to hear my side of the story. "Who is the son she was talking about?" he asked, his voice gentle.

I took a deep breath, trying to calm my racing heart. "Kian is my fiancé, Dad," I said, my voice barely above a whisper.

My father's expression changed from concern to shock. "Kian?"

I nodded, tears streaming down my face. "Kian is her son, we just happened to have a misunderstanding and I left the house”.

My father's face darkened with anger. "That woman has some nerve," he muttered. "What did she say to you?"

I recounted the entire conversation, including Martha's accusations and insults. My father listened intently, his expression growing angrier by the minute.

When I finished, he put his arm around me and pulled me close. "Don't worry, sweetie. I wont allow her to bully you anymore ."

I smiled, feeling a sense of gratitude towards my father. He had always been my rock, my confidant. And I knew that with him by my side, I c