Part 2The Unwanted Son's Sweet Revenge

My father really was having an affair.

Today I saw him with his arm around a strange woman on the street. Their intimate body language left no doubt in my mind.

I grabbed Kevin's hand. "You saw that too, right? We have to tell Mom!"

Kevin yanked his hand away nervously. "Tell her what? You want to upset her even more? What if it's just a misunderstanding?"

I stood there speechless, pointing at our father. Unfortunately, we made eye contact.

Soon enough, the three of us - plus one smiling woman - were seated around a table.

Before Dad could say anything, Kevin jumped in. "Dad! Is this our new mom?"

"You - Kevin, have you lost your mind?" I slammed the table as I stood up, yelling at him.

"Jack!" Dad's face darkened as he glared at me coldly. "As the older brother, how can you be even less mature than Kevin?"

Kevin smiled apologetically and pulled me back into my seat, trying to smooth things over.

From their brief conversation, I gathered that Kevin was quite pleased with this potential new stepmom. He thought she was prettier, younger, and wealthier than Mom.

I listened in disbelief as he lectured me, "Jack, don't be stupid. Mom's getting old - what can she do for us anymore?"

"But this stepmom is different. She knows lots of rich girls. If I marry one, think of all the connections and opportunities we'd have!"

He gripped my hand tightly, his smile fake. "Jack, you absolutely can't tell Mom about this. Otherwise, Dad and I won't let you off easy."

"Besides..." He patted my cheek. "Mom wouldn't believe you anyway."

I splashed a glass of water in his face and stormed home, determined to tell Mom everything.

But now...

My cheek still stung from where Mom had slapped me earlier to defend Kevin and preserve this fake family.

Thinking about it made my blood run cold.

It had always been like this. No matter when or where, Mom only had eyes for Kevin.

She never saw what I did, never heard what I said. In her eyes, I was just a freak.

But Mom, this time, you're going to regret it.