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"Bastard!"

The first thing Dad did was to pull Axe up and again, Dad delivered a crunching blow to the stomach, which then delivered consecutive kicks to each of Axe's bodies.

"No, Dad. Stop!"

I kept shouting trying to pull dad's hand away, but my body was thrown into mom's arms. Dad was so emotional to accept this fact that he unconsciously threw my body to stop him.

"What have you done to my daughter, huh? How dare you touch Bridgette behind our backs."

Axe's body lifted up and took another punch from dad. It seemed that Axe had no intention of retaliating against Dad. He let Dad hit him relentlessly until his face was almost shapeless, battered with bruises everywhere. Maybe Axe respected Dad and didn't want to fight back, afraid that he would get out of control.

"Dad, stop!"

"Mom, tell dad to stop. Dad can't hurt Axe, Mom. Please. Axe has mental problems, please don't hurt him again. Mom, stop dad," I sobbed as I fell to my knees unable to hold back the tears. I pounded my chest
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