Cheated On by My Wife, Destroyed by My Daughter

My high school daughter suddenly sent me a photo of my wife, her hand wrapped around the arm of her male assistant, as they stepped into a hotel.

She was furious. “Dad, Mom cheated!”

“Divorce her! Make her leave with nothing! From now on, it’ll be just the two of us!”

In my previous life, I had been moved by my daughter’s fierce support. I gathered evidence and took my wife to court.

But on the day of the hearing, she refused to admit anything.

Her father was furious, slamming down evidence of his own and accusing me of being the real cheater.

The quarrel grew heated until the judge turned to my daughter and asked who she wanted to live with.

She answered calmly, “Since both Mom and Dad cheated, then they should both leave with nothing.”

Then, to the shock of everyone, she revealed the bruises and scars on her body to the public, tearfully claiming both parents had abused her for years.

Faced with my daughter’s accusations, I had been stunned.

Before I could even grasp what was happening, my wife was seized by furious netizens, stuffed into a sack, and drowned in the river.

As for me, my legs were shattered before I was hurled from a cliff.

Even our families were targeted and bullied online until they became hopeless and died from depression.

When I opened my eyes again, I had returned to the very day my daughter uncovered my wife’s affair.