Dylan paused, his hand and the hammer hovering mid air as a flicker of panic showed in his eyes.
Still, he soon hid it and, “You’re back already, Dad? Please don’t misunderstand—Wendy pushed Lily off the stairs…”
However, John’s return was unquestionably my lifeline and I rasped through the pain, “No, I didn’t… She fell on her own…”
“How dare you say that, when Lily’s in this state!” Dylan bellowed, glaring at me furiously. “See, Dad?! She’s just so evil! She mustn’t be allowed to stay in this house!”
I laughed coolly as I argued, “You’re simply sublime when it comes to twisting facts, Dylan. I never pushed her—the camera footage will be my proof. Also, who do you think you are, breaking my finger?! Some liege lord who can do as he pleases?! Physical abuse is against the law!”
Lily quickly turned tearfully towards John, “I’m alright, Dad… It’s not Dr. Jones’ fault, I just slipped—”
Smack!
