I Switched Fiancés After His Betrayal with My Stepsister Novel Chapter 8 – “Please, don’t be too hard on her. My daughter has been unwell, but she’s generally doing fine. Please don’t hold this against her,” pleaded my father, his voice filled with desperation.
Beside him, Neriah couldn’t resist stirring the pot. “Yes, my sister might lose her temper sometimes when she’s having one of her episodes, but she never takes it too far,” she chimed in, purposefully rolling up her sleeve to show a bruise, implying that I was the cause.
Seeing this, my father, Clay Myers, became visibly enraged, his face flushed with anger. Feeling the weight of despair, I wanted to escape it all, but just then, the video feed was abruptly cut.
Isaac Young appeared on the screen, walking towards me with calm but determined steps. He held my hand firmly, his voice a soothing balm. “Don’t worry; as long as I’m here, you won’t be treated unfairly.”
Finding a lifeline in him, I clung tightly. The next moment, he led me forward to face everyone, making a bold proclamation. “I don’t care what my wife has been through in the past. I chose her, and she is who I am committed to,” he declared with resolute determination.
Then, removing his sunglasses, he locked eyes with the audience. The room buzzed with whispers as they took in his clear, piercing gaze. Chaya Dixon, the family matriarch, hurried forward, grasping his hand with tears of joy welling in her eyes.
“Isaac, your eyes, are they healed?” she asked, her voice trembling with hope.
He nodded, holding her hand warmly. “Yes, Grandma, everything’s fine now.”
Overjoyed, she hugged him tightly. “That’s wonderful; I’m so thrilled your eyes have healed.”
In the next moment, Isaac signaled for another video to play on the big screen in the hall. The footage revealed Neriah and her mother, Bria Davis, plotting together, their expressions sharp and vindictive. They were clearly scheming to embarrass me that day, all to prevent me from joining the Young family.
The room quickly turned against the conniving duo, and my father was overcome with rage. With a sharp slap across Bria’s face, he roared, “How could you be so malicious? To stop Adaline from marrying into the Young family, you’d resort to such deceitful tactics?”
With nowhere to hide, Bria and Neriah fell to their knees, begging desperately for forgiveness. The reputation my father had worked so hard to build for the Myers family was now nothing but a subject of ridicule and scorn.
At that moment, Chaya handed a document of succession to Isaac, holding his hand as she announced to everyone, “From this day forward, Isaac will be the head of the Young family.”
The audience erupted into applause, except for Johan Walker, whose expression turned sour. As soon as he regained his composure, he charged forward.
“No, I object! Why should he be the successor? His eyes were blind for so many years—how could he possibly know how to manage the family and our assets?” Johan argued passionately.
His mother, Brielle McDonald, joined in, backing his appeal. “Yes, Mom, you said you would consider Johan’s position. Now that Isaac’s eyes are healed, are you just going to hand it over to him? This isn’t fair.”
Isaac, however, simply smiled as he tossed a stack of documents in front of them. The evidence contained recordings and photos, all proving the misconduct of Johan and his mother.
With tears welling up, Isaac fixed them with a pained look. “For the sake of becoming the family head, you took my parents’ lives. How can you not feel guilty? You’re responsible for the deaths of two people!”
“If you wanted this position so badly, I would have given it to you, but why did you have to ruin my life? Now I’m left without my parents.”
Isaac’s grief was palpable, revealing the tragic reality of his life. His uncle and cousin had been willing to destroy their own family for power, leaving him an orphan. Confronted with the undeniable evidence, Johan and his mother were visibly shaken and at a loss for words.