My Best Friend Is My Dad's Mistress

After graduation, my best friend had nowhere to go, so I felt sorry for her and let her stay at my house.

But I never expected that, while she acted shy and weak in front of me, she would turn around and passionately wrap her arms around my dad's neck, saying she wanted to be my stepmother.

Wow, with my temper, I immediately grabbed a bucket of ice water to help cool them down.

I had just accompanied my mom to a check-up when my grandmother suddenly complained of back pain, so my mom went off to take care of her.

As soon as I got home, I heard some playful banter coming from the bedroom, causing me to freeze in place.

It only took a second of listening to recognize the voices of my dear friend Ava and my father, Jeremy.

"Oh, Uncle, slow down! Penny and Auntie will be back soon."

"Why bring up that old hag? It's bad luck. Let Uncle love you properly, and soon, I'll kick that old hag out."

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I stood at the door, trembling with anger as I listened to their conversation.

Ava was my college classmate from a poor family background, relying on government aid throughout the year.

After finding out, I secretly supported her. We both graduated this year.

Knowing she had no place to stay after graduation, I offered her my home.

She hadn't found a job in a month, and I was about to talk to my dad about bringing her into our company as his trusted secretary.

But before I could bring it up, it turns out they had already established enough "trust" to end up in bed together!

Furious, I listened to the sounds coming from the bedroom, feeling sick to my stomach.

They continued to belittle me and my mom, with my dad saying he couldn't stand my mom's sickly appearance anymore.

I turned and grabbed a basin of ice water from the kitchen, stormed into the bedroom, and dumped it right on them.

If they were looking for a thrill, I was happy to give them one.

The room filled with Ava's screams as they frantically tried to get dressed. Seeing this, I threw their clothes out the window.

"What's the point of getting dressed? One's a dirty old man, and the other's a shameless young woman—clothes won't hide your filth."

The two of them lay on the bed, with Ava curling into my father's arms, her eyes red and pitiful.

"Penny, Uncle and I are truly in love. I couldn't help myself. Please don't blame him. He's the best man I've ever known."

After she spoke, she snuggled further into my father's arms. My dad, seeing this, held her tightly, looking at her with a pained expression.

What a pair of star-crossed lovers.

I grabbed Ava by the hair, dragged her out of bed, and pulled her to the window. "You love being a tramp, huh? Let's see you be one now. How dare you disrespect my mom like this? What did she ever do to you? Are all the men in the world dead? You had to go after my dad? You call this love? Have you no shame?"

"Penny, you really misunderstood…" Ava struggled desperately under my grip.

I slapped her across the face. Since she didn't want her face anymore, I'd gladly help her fix it.

But before I could continue, my dad pushed me away, causing me to fall to the floor. Then he kicked me while I was down. "You're out of control! Let go of Ava right now."

Ava was crying like a baby in my dad's arms as I sat on the floor, staring at him in disbelief.

This was the first time he'd ever hit me, and it was for this worthless woman.

Seeing how much my dad cared for her, I felt utterly heartbroken. I had thought my dad was under Ava's spell, but now it was clear they were genuinely in love.