SECRET HEIR

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use with a heavy heart and an unbearable weight in my chest. I could hear

it were being torn apart, but I had to ac

able to bear hearing Rania's cries

whispered, c

crossed my mind. But it was too late now. All th

d with a child. I have often begged Rania to leave me-a useless man-bu

urns out that near the end of his life, he sought me out. My father, who turned out to be a wealthy man, had left a will stating that the inheritance would go to his male grandchild.

ire life, my mother and I lived far from comfort. Even aft

aming down my face. With a heavy heart, I pu

d Rania say from behind the bedroom wall. My eyes widened, and I

e, sobbing hysterically. I rushed t

ried. I held her tighter, sighing heavily, burdened by

she wailed again. I gently took the

der gently, my heart bleeding at the thought of what had happened on that bed-a bed I had offered to another ma

mered, gasping for air. I exhaled

screamed. I tried to calm her down, lo

ignorance. My wife shook her head rep

night. I opened the door for him," she cried uncontro

id. I won't leave you," I whisp

ight. Please report him to the police-he must be punished! Or... I should

will report this to the police,"

lice about whether the man had been caught, as she was terrified he might return someday. Since then, she also refused to be alone at home. Our house was quite secluded, far fro

looking child. It sounds absurd, but it was an act of desperation due to my inadequacy as a man. Now, all I cou

I was shocked because

ng from the bathroom, having seen a sanitary pad wrapp

efore," she said. I smiled awkwardly in

he said, crying into my chest. I g

olice; they will search until they fi

and can't handle it, you can discard me. Or just kill

too far, and my plan didn't work. Should I execute this mission agai

ion must succeed; Rania must