After My Daughter Died, I Went Crazy For Revenge

My daughter died, but my husband asked me to apologize to the murderer.

The son of my husband's first love had been relentlessly humiliating my daughter, spreading rumors everywhere.

Unable to bear the shame, my daughter slit her wrists and took her own life.

I was furious and wanted revenge on the culprit.

But my husband slapped me several times, grabbed my hair, and slammed my head against the wall.

"Are you crazy? How can you be so vicious? Why are you picking a fight with someone so much younger than you?"

"Your daughter is already dead, and now you want to make the living suffer too?"

Yes, I wanted him to suffer.

Why should the murderer get to live peacefully?

I had been sick and hospitalized for a week.

But when I returned home, I noticed something wrong with my daughter.

She no longer had her usual lively and cheerful spirit.

She was silent, withdrawn, and I even saw her secretly crying at night.

I asked my husband.

"What happened these days?"

Without lifting his head from his phone, he chuckled at something on the screen.

"Nothing happened. You're overthinking it. She's just acting all mopey, as if the whole world owes her something."

"She's nothing like..."

He paused, suddenly remembering something, and didn't finish his sentence.

That was impossible! My daughter, Nina, had always been such a cheerful child. Something must have happened.

One day, while Nina was at school, I was cleaning her room and found a pair of bloodstained pants under her bed.

My head spun, and a wave of fury rushed through me.

I knew exactly what that meant.

Holding back my surging emotions, I confronted Liam.

"Are you telling me you really don't know what's been happening to Nina these days? You honestly have no idea?"

Liam avoided my gaze and shoved me aside.

"How would I know? It's girl stuff, don't bother me."

His evasive eyes only fueled my suspicion. He definitely knew something, and he was deliberately hiding it from me.

I didn't press him further, nor did I dare to ask Nina directly.

I knew how sensitive girls her age were.

I decided to check the security footage from a few days ago. The more I watched, the more enraged I became. My blood ran cold, and fury surged within me.

In the footage, I saw a seemingly polite boy entering my home.

I didn't recognize him, but it was obvious that Liam did.

Because Liam had brought him in.

Liam warmly welcomed the boy into our house, and after giving Nina a few instructions, he left.

I heard him say.

"Nina, this is your brother Alex."

After Liam left, Alex kept trying to get close to Nina.

Before long, he pulled her into a room and shut the door.

I could hear my daughter crying.

She shouted loudly for her father.

I even heard banging against the door.

But no matter how much she screamed, no one came to help her.

Because Liam wasn't home.

I clenched my fists until my nails dug into my palms. My eyes reddened as I kept watching that door.

Filthy scum. I wanted to find him. I wanted to kill him.

But I had to keep watching. First, I had to find out exactly who he was.

The next day, Alex didn't come alone. He brought a woman with him.

In an instant, I understood everything.

That woman was none other than Liam's exgirlfriend, Maya.

So Alex was Maya's son. No wonder Liam treated him so well and brought him into our home.

Nina locked herself in her room, refusing to come out. Alex deliberately taunted her through the door, saying.

"Uncle, do you think she doesn't like me? She won't even come out."

Liam kicked open Nina's door and yanked her by the hair.

"How could you be so rude? A guest comes over, and you don't even come out to greet him. You've been completely ruined by your classless mother."

Laughing and chatting with Maya, Liam left, while Alex pushed Nina back into the room.

Once again, I heard her helpless screams and cries.

I couldn't stand it anymore; my tears flowed uncontrollably.

This trash—he was so arrogant, and right in my own house.

In my daughter's room.

I had to kill him. Absolutely.

Fighting back my emotions, I went to find my daughter.

She was silent the entire way. I tried everything to cheer her up, but she didn't say a word.

Several times, she opened her mouth to say something, looking at me, but in the end, she closed it with tears in her eyes.

My heart ached, but I hugged her tightly.

"Nina, don't be afraid. Whatever happened, Mommy's here. I'll avenge you."

Finally, her tears flowed, and she timidly whispered.

"Mom, I'm scared."

"Mom, Dad said not to tell anyone."

"He said if anyone finds out, he will kill me."

I held her even tighter. I needed to give her enough sense of security.

I wanted my lively, cheerful daughter back.

"Don't be afraid. Anyone who bullies my Nina, I'll kill them first."

Yes, I would kill him first.

I found a fruit knife in the kitchen and stuffed it into my pocket before heading to Maya's house.

As I approached the door, I could hear laughter inside.

Liam was there.

"Alex, your grades have been great lately. Keep up the good work, okay? Uncle will come over to tutor you every day."

"Uncle, can I go to your house again?"

"Not right now. That nasty woman is back, and she's as fierce as a tiger."

"Then bring Nina next time!"

"Sure, I'll bring her tomorrow."

Damn it!

I kicked open the slightly ajar door.

Liam saw me, startled for a moment, but quickly regained his composure.

"Monica, what are you doing here?"

I looked at him with my back teeth clenched.

"What do you think I'm doing? Don't you have your own home? Don't you have your own kid? Why are you so eager to tutor someone else's child?"

"What nonsense are you talking about? I'm a tutor. What's wrong with helping a child study?"

Huh!

A tutor.

"Did she pay you? Even a single penny?"

"Did you ever get a single cent from her?"

Maya, seeing me, smiled smugly.

"I offered to pay him, but Liam didn't want any. It's not my fault."

I couldn't be bothered to look at her. I hadn't come today to argue about tutoring fees.

I walked straight toward that trash. He instinctively backed away.

I forced him into a corner, trapping him against the wall.

He shrank, pretending to be an innocent little kitten.

"Auntie, what are you doing?"

Looking at this beast, all I could think about was my daughter crying out in pain.

I pulled out the fruit knife and stabbed straight at him.

Maya screamed, and Liam reacted quickly. Just as my knife was about to plunge into that animal's stomach, Liam pulled me away.

"Monica, what are you doing? Are you crazy?"

Yes, I was crazy!

Completely insane!

I swung the knife wildly at Liam.

"Liam, your daughter was bullied, and you really didn't know anything about it?"

His eyes flashed with anger.

"What nonsense are you talking about? Are you trying to ruin Alex's future?"

"Your daughter's life has been ruined by him, and you don't care? Is she even your daughter?"

For a brief moment, guilt flickered in Liam's eyes—but only for a moment.

Maya stood protectively in front of that beast, while the creature peered out from behind the two of them, taunting me.

"Uncle, save me! I really didn't do anything."

Liam snatched the fruit knife from me and slapped me hard across the face.

"Monica, enough."

But I could never give up. I grabbed at him relentlessly, scratching and clawing at him.

He viciously kicked me in the stomach.

I was knocked down and couldn't get up, that beast stood over me, looking down with disdain.

"Auntie, but I really do like Nina, please just let me have her."

Despite the sharp pain, I grabbed his ankle, causing him to lose his balance and fall heavily to the ground.

Liam, like a protective hen, quickly cushioned his fall, then turned.

Immediately, he started punching and kicking me again.

"Get out! Just go! Stop embarrassing yourself here!"

I wanted to call the police, but Nina is so sensitive.

If I reported it, others would find out, and she wouldn't be able to handle it.

So I endured it, waiting for the right moment to take that beast down.

But before I could act, he did something even worse.

I saw a video online of my daughter being bullied.

In my own house, in my daughter's bedroom.

She was screaming in pain.

Her face was clearly visible.

Her face was full of tears.

And that beast? His face was blurred out, completely unrecognizable.

With bloodshot eyes, I stormed into Liam's training center.

I grabbed his collar.

"Liam, did you see that? This is the person you brought into Nina's life!"

His face turned ashen.

"What's wrong with you now?"

I threw my phone at him, thinking he'd be just as furious as me.

But after just one glance, he turned to question me instead.

"How do you even raise your daughter, to let something like this happen?"

I grabbed a nearby chair and smashed it against him.

"Liam, is Nina not your daughter? Don't you care about her at all?"

"Just because he's Maya's son, and you like Maya, you're willing to give our daughter to that beast?"

He slapped me.

"Stop talking nonsense."

"Nonsense? Liam, can't you see? Can't you see our daughter being abused?"

"Can't you see what that beast has done?"

Finally, Liam looked at the video again, showing a hint of emotion.

The office door opened, and Maya walked in with that beast, as if she owned the place.

"Liam, I brought Alex. Come quickly and..."

She saw the angry me, and of course I saw that vicious beast.

I lunged at him, landing a kick that nearly knocked him down.

The beast clutched his stomach.

"Uncle, Auntie's gone crazy again! She's trying to hit me!"

Maya rushed to help him, while Liam grabbed me and slapped me hard on both sides of my face.

"Monica, how could you be so cruel? How could you even hit a child?"

I spat in Liam's face.

"A child? Liam, is Nina not a child? Tell me, is she not your child?"

He remained silent and closed his mouth.

But Maya began shouting at me.

"Monica, what gives you the right to hit my son?"

What right? She dared to ask me that?

I shoved the video in Maya's face.

"What right? You tell me, what gives me the right?"

Maya glanced at my phone, then at that beast.

Finally, she flinched, offering a halfhearted apology.

"Alex, apologize to Aunt."

The beast mumbled reluctantly.

"Auntie, I really do like Nina, but I wasn't the one who posted that video."

If I believed him, I'd be worse than trash. No one else was in my daughter's room that day but him.

Only him!

I picked up another chair from the office, but before I could smash it down, Liam snatched it away.

"Enough, Monica! Enough already. Why are you making such a big deal out of something between kids?"

I slapped him across the face.

"Let me ask you, who's really your child? Nina or this beast?"

"I told you to stop saying nonsense! Blowing this up like this—what good will it do for Nina? You're only going to ruin both kids."

"That's right, Monica. They're just kids. They make mistakes sometimes, but they can be forgiven."

"Exactly, don't hold onto this one mistake forever. They're about the same age—why not let them just get married?"

"That won't do. Who knows if she's even good enough for my son?"

What the hell!

Unbelievable! Liam really was trash.

At a time like this, all he could think about was marrying Nina off to that monster.

As if anyone would want to be tied to that criminal.

I grabbed the ashtray and smashed it onto the beast's head.

Blood started pouring down from his forehead.

Maya and Liam quickly grabbed him and rushed him to the hospital.

I looked at these people—they were all insane, all monsters, completely devoid of humanity.

I thought, once I punished that beast, I'd take my daughter far away from all this filth and start fresh.

But when I got home, the house was dark, not a single light on.

It was eerily quiet.

A strong sense of dread gripped me.

I ran into Nina's bedroom and turned on the light. She wasn't there.

The bed was neatly made.

She wasn't in the living room, the study, or my bedroom.

Finally, with trembling hands, I opened the bathroom door.

I lost my mind. In that moment, I truly lost my mind.

My daughter's fragile body lay in the bathtub, a long gash running down her arm, blood still flowing out.

The entire tub was filled with blood.

There she was...

Soaking in the blood.

Pale face, purple lips.

I held her tightly, screaming her name at the top of my lungs.

"Nina! My daughter! Nina!"

But there was no breath left in her.

My daughter died, but my husband asked me to apologize to the murderer.

Her body was cold.

I cried hysterically, trying to warm her body in my arms.

She was my daughter, the daughter I gave birth to after ten months of pregnancy.

The one I cherished and cared for every moment.

My daughter, who was always on my mind.

And now, she lay there in a pool of her own blood.

Next to the bathtub, her phone was still open.

The video that filled me with rage was playing, the screen flooded with hateful comments attacking my daughter.

They were mocking her, taunting her.

Some even envied that beast.

Some people even wanted that scum to introduce my daughter to them.

All kinds of horrible things were said.

My precious child... she must have seen all of this. That was why she couldn't bear it anymore.

I grabbed her phone, fighting back the fury inside me.

I called Liam. After all, he was her father.

"Liam, Nina... she..."

"Don't mention that disgrace to me! She's brought shame to us all, and now she's dragged Alex down with her!"

"If you still have any sense, bring her to Alex's house to apologize. She's the reason he can't even eat right now."

"He's locked himself in his room and hasn't come out for hours. If anything happens to him, you'll be to blame!"

I screamed into the phone, my voice breaking with madness.

"Liam, who is your real child? Who?!"

"I stand for what's right, not for family. Nina seduced Alex, and now he's traumatized. Bring her here to apologize!"

"I'll talk to Maya and Alex about forgiving her."

I clenched the phone so tightly, wishing I could crush Liam through the line.

I said one last thing to him.

"Liam, go to hell. You all should go to hell!"

I reported it to the police, but all they could do was sympathize with me and offer their condolences.

They were powerless to help.

I stood alone, watching Nina's name flash repeatedly on the large screen at the funeral home.

Tears poured uncontrollably behind my sunglasses.

"Nina, you go ahead. Mommy will avenge you."

I would make sure that monster was buried with you.

I sweared!

Liam arrived at the funeral home.

At this moment, he also looked panicked, he wanted to come forward and hug me.

I kicked him away.

"Monica, I didn't know... I never expected... Nina, she..."

"I never thought it would come to this. I always thought it was just a small issue."

"A small issue? Liam, you call this a small issue? If you had even a tiny bit of care for Nina, you wouldn't think this was a small issue."

It had been dozens of hours since Nina's death, and this was the first time he came to see her.

He didn't come because he didn't know; he came because he was busy trying to protect that beast.

Now that the monster was safe, he remembered he had a daughter.

A daughter who was about to be reduced to ashes.

Fine. At least he didn't taint her last memory with his presence.

I kicked him, hit him, fought him with all my might.

But not a single tear fell in front of him. I bit my lips hard and didn't cry out once.

"Get out, Liam. From this moment on, we are enemies, nothing more."

He still tried to hug me, but it was impossible.

I sank my teeth into his neck. If someone hadn't pulled me off, I would have bitten it through.

Touching his bleeding neck, he pleaded with me for the first time.

"Monica, let go of your hatred. Live well."

"Nina is already gone. Stop hating—it does no good for anyone."

Now I was sure of one thing.

He hadn't come to mourn our daughter.

He came to beg me to forgive that beast.

But there was no chance of that!

Never!

That was why I didn't tell him about Nina's funeral. He didn't come home either.

Because I won't let him step foot in this house again.

He was the one who brought that monster into our home, and that monster was the reason my daughter was dead.

I sat by Nina's grave for a long, long time.

From day to night.

I replayed every memory, from the moment I found out I was pregnant with her until now.

She was such a lovely angel.

She brought me so much joy.

How much happiness and beauty she brought to me.

But now, she lay cold and alone in the ground.

Don't worry, Nina. I would make that monster kneel and beg for your forgiveness. I swear.

Definitely.

I went to the police station every day, spoke to every officer, even met with the police chief.

They all felt sorry for me, and every one of them looked at me with pity.

Every day, I waited outside that monster's house. I couldn't let them live comfortably.

Liam grabbed my hair, his eyes filled with rage as he slammed my head against the wall.

"Monica, can't you see? Nina is gone, but Alex is still alive!"

"Do you want to see Alex end up like Nina?"

"Why are you so cruel? Why can't you be as kind as Maya?"

"She's already forgiven you, but you just won't let it go."

I wanted to tear this garbage apart with my bare hands.

"Yes, I am this way. I want to see him end up just like Nina."

"What? Is that not allowed?"

He slapped me hard across the face.

"You're crazy! You've completely lost your mind!"

I kicked him in the groin, and he doubled over in pain, screaming as he clutched himself.

I seized the moment and started slapping Liam across the face.

One slap after another, until he was completely defenseless.

My hand ached from the impact.

But I kept going—hitting him harder and harder.

If I could beat him to death, that would be even better.

Maya stood by, shielding that monster, Alex.

"The police already let him go! What right do you have to blame him anymore?"

"Monica, your daughter's death was a suicide. What does that have to do with us?"

"It's her fault for not being able to handle things. It's your fault for not raising her properly."

Right, she had raised her child well. Her child had an impressive ability to handle things.

Now, I was going to show everyone just how well he had turned out.