All Chapters of My Dad Only Loves Me After I Died: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Twenty years ago, Queenie broke up with my father and immediately married a wealthy and powerful man per her family's arrangement. Times changed, and the wealthy man lost his fortune. Meanwhile, my father, who had been poor, married my mom and managed to turn his life around—becoming wealthy.It was a dramatic turn of events. My mom eventually passed away, and Queenie got divorced. These two were good news to my father.Just like that, Queenie and my father got back together. She and her daughter moved in and stole everything that was mine—my clothes, my room, and eventually, my father.Seven days ago, Rosie came home happily, saying she had gotten her driver's license and could now drive. My father said he would buy her a car, but she hesitated for a moment and shyly said, "I think the pink car in the garage is pretty nice."I replied coldly, "That car is a gift from Dad to me. If you want one, ask your dad to buy it. Don't you have your own dad?"That pink car was a birthday gif

Due to the heat, my corpse was already unrecognizable. Only my eyes remained wide open as if I had died without peace of mind. Some parts of my corpse had decayed to the point that my bones were exposed, and the rest was crawling with white maggots. As the trunk lid opened, the flies lying on my corpse were startled, and the buzzing sound was endless.Several household helpers immediately rushed to the side to throw up, unable to take another glance.My father stepped forward. The moment he saw my body, his pupils instantly shrank before he lost his temper. "Where's Blake? This isn't Blake! Ask her to come out!" He stared at the decayed face. For some reason, the forehead was severely rotten. My skull was already visible.When I looked at that face, I could not believe it was mine.Finally, Alfred could not help saying loudly, "Sir, this is Ms. Xavier. She's already dead."My father glared at him. "You old fool. Are you senile? This doesn't look anything like Blake. This must

At night, Rosie lay in bed and took out a phone from under her pillow. I then realized that it was my phone. I had no idea when she had taken it.She opened the pinned chat on WhatsApp, quickly typed out a sentence, and sent it.Almost immediately, angry shouts rang in my father's room. "I knew that damn girl faked her death! How dare she threaten me? I don't have a daughter like her! I hope she dies out there and stays dead!"I leaned over to see what Rosie had sent that made him so furious.Blake: [Old fool, if you terminate my credit card, I'll kill myself!]I clucked my tongue in dissatisfaction. "That was it? That was so harmless."At this point, all I felt for my biological father was hatred and nothing else. I should even thank Rosie for cursing him on my behalf.Now that I was dead, he could not threaten me anymore.There were messages from friends trying to reach me on WhatsApp. Rosie read through each of them but did not reply.Then, she picked up her phone and searc

"I don't know. That little bastard has been missing for a long time," my father said coldly.A police officer replied, "Alright, Mr. Xavier. We'll continue looking, but we also hope you'll cooperate with our investigation."No matter how hard the police searched, they could never find me. It was because I was still lying in that trunk. My body had already decomposed and might soon become a skeleton. No one could find me.The police searched everywhere, trying to locate me. However, all the surveillance footage showed only a woman in a mask and hat. They could not confirm that it was me.Their search took so long that even Queenie had been discharged from the hospital. However, the police still had not found any trace of me."It's as if she vanished into thin air," a police officer said when he came to our house.My father remarked, "Hmph, how can a living person just vanish? Her low-life friends must have helped her. Blake is vicious. She must be hiding!"The police officer did

George stepped forward, but my father grabbed his pant leg before he could speak."Captain Zachary, this is fake. This isn't my daughter, right?" A glimmer of hope appeared in my father's eyes, making him look like a father worried for his daughter.However, George kicked my father aside, took out a pair of handcuffs behind him, and cuffed my father."Mr. Xavier, your former butler reported you to the police for murder and hiding a body. We have surveillance footage as evidence," George explained and shook his phone. "Unfortunately, this is your daughter.""No way! It can't be! My daughter isn't dead. No way! She must've gone on holiday. She used a fake corpse to trick me!" My father struggled fiercely even though he was cuffed. His eyes filled with despair.I stood silently at the side, watching his frantic state. Was he afraid of going to jail for murder and losing everything after those handcuffs went on? Or was he panicking because he knew that I was truly gone and would never