The Billionaire Twins Need A New Mommy! novel Chapter 475

Chapter 475: An Offer

"If you truly are... then why don’t you kill yourself?"

Lawrence’s entire body shook as he watched the soft smile on his daughter’s face — a smile far too gentle for someone who had just wished him dead. Melissa shrugged, turned around, and closed the door behind her, leaving her father with nothing but her cruel words echoing in his mind.

His complexion paled as his shoulders sagged, his eyes swirling with regret and guilt. His heart clenched painfully. Nothing was more devastating for a parent than hearing their own child wish they were gone.

"I shouldn’t have woken up," he whispered to himself, clutching his tightening chest. "It’s all my fault."

Had he not done what he had done... had he not allowed Jasmine to manipulate him... had he not let jealousy over Loren and Doctor Tyler’s friendship fester inside him... none of this would have happened. Loren wouldn’t have taken such extreme measures. Melissa wouldn’t have been raised by a monster.

Because clearly, the daughter Jasmine and he raised had grown into one.

Melissa had been nurtured out of spite — adult spite. The affection they fed her was not love, but bitterness toward Loren, greed disguised as care. What should have been unconditional parental love was replaced by ambition wearing the mask of parenthood. 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝚠𝚎𝚋𝗻𝗼𝕧𝗲𝐥.𝚌𝚘𝐦

Lawrence pressed his lips into a thin line before slowly tilting his head back, staring blankly at the ceiling. His gaze drifted to the window, and he swallowed hard.

"Maybe..." he murmured. "Maybe she is right."

Perhaps if he died, Melissa’s burden would finally be lifted. After all, what was the point of recovering? Once treatment was finished and he was discharged, he had nowhere to go. With his condition, he would only burden Melissa and become another mouth to feed.

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Meanwhile, as Melissa closed the door behind her, her eyes dropped. The corners of her mouth curved upward as she chuckled to herself like a madwoman. She shook her head, running her fingers through the strands of hair sticking out of her bun.

"Goodness," she breathed out, scoffing as she glanced back at the door. "I am losing my mind."

If not yet, then she was dangerously close.

She didn’t truly mean what she said to Lawrence because, at the end of the day, he was still her father. The man who had been in the same sinking boat as her. Someone she actually wanted to get better.

However, the mental strain of caring for him, the mockery of the world, and how far she had fallen from grace were slowly chipping away at her sanity. And on days like this, she couldn’t help but wonder...

What if Lawrence died?

What if she didn’t have to come back to this hospital and could finally think only of herself?

What if this heavy baggage vanished overnight?

In its own twisted way, the thought was liberating.

It felt as if life would be easier. Even though deep down, she knew nothing would truly change whether Lawrence lived or died. She simply preferred imagining a world without him because at least it felt lighter.

Melissa dragged her feet down the hospital corridor and walked straight outside. She should sleep and rest before her first shift at the convenience store, but she couldn’t. As she stepped out into the night and wandered aimlessly along the sidewalk, her steps halted when she noticed an electronic ad on a nearby building.

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