Chapter 89 The Last Visit

• “Veronica?” She heard the footstep. The familiar deep voice halted her action, and she waited for the man to show up, and when he did, she gasped in horror.
• “Dad!” She blinked her eyes as she watched the man in black pants with a white shirt precisely tucked in, sleeves rolled up to his elbow and kicking aside the broken glass pieces, he walked in her direction.
• He squatted down before her and looked into her bloodshot eyes. His black eyes glanced at the cuts on her body and pressed his lips. “Trying to hurt yourself?” He asked, taking the glass piece from her hand and Veronica blinked her eyes mutely.