My Restaurant's Guests are All Abnormal

Chapter 178: Chapter 38: Lafra’s Memory (Part 2)

"Elizabeth, I’m sorry, it was all my fault yesterday, please forgive me..." Elizabeth silently watched the man on his knees before her, holding her in his agony, feeling nothing inside.

How many times had it been? Every night he got drunk, Elizabeth would be beaten, no matter how desperately she cried and screamed, the man never stopped.

Then, every morning, he would come to her weeping, begging Elizabeth to forgive him, but she had no hope left for this man.

Perhaps, as he said, he was her father, but that was all in the past. The man he once was indeed a good father, but now, he was more like a beast lost in alcohol.

Elizabeth could hardly imagine what her life would become if this continued.

She touched her cheek, bruised, all his doing, and even the jewelry her mother had left was taken by him to sell for drink.

He was even planning to sell the castle, their family castle, but no one wanted to take it off their hands.

Elizabeth gazed at her room, where the necklace left to her by her mother was still hidden, made of ordinary gems, but treasured by Elizabeth.

Hopefully, it won’t be found...

"Elizabeth, what are you looking at?" The man noticed Elizabeth’s gaze. ƒrēewebnovel.com

"Lafra, what do you think of this movie?" With Hachiko’s death, the movie also ended, and Chen Ze rubbed his eyes, not very fond of such films.

The reason was that Chen Ze got teary very easily; it was manageable alone, but in the company of others, he always felt crying was somewhat embarrassing.

"I think, why didn’t the boy’s family just hire a Necromancer? That way, they could have resurrected his father. If it were up to me, I’m confident I could turn his father into a Necromancer," Lafra said, intently watching the computer screen.

Chen Ze’s mouth twitched slightly, feeling the conversation couldn’t go on; after all, it was somewhat difficult for a modern person like himself to accept the idea of the undead.

"However, I still find it quite moving," Lafra added quickly, noticing Chen Ze’s mood.

Chen Ze was conflicted, now that the movie was over, what should he do next?

"Did you know? Today is the anniversary of my father’s death," Lafra suddenly said, hugging her legs and burying her head between them.

"Eh? I’m... I’m sorry, I didn’t know today was the day!" Chen Ze panicked instantly, feeling like he might have stepped on a landmine; after all, the death of one’s parents was a very distressing matter.

"My father... I killed him with my own hands," Lafra lifted her head, looking at Chen Ze, her expression unreadable.

"Eh?" Chen Ze was stunned, not having expected Lafra to make such a confession.

"It was a rainy day," Lafra continued, staring straight into Chen Ze’s eyes.

"Where’s the necklace..." Elizabeth searched her bedroom in panic, finding nothing, just an empty room and an empty bed.

Elizabeth remembered she had hidden the necklace, but it was nowhere to be found in that place.

"It... It must be him!" Elizabeth fumed as she threw the pillow to the floor. Only her father, that man, would enter her room during this time, and he had been drinking without selling anything else recently.

Angry, Elizabeth stormed into the man’s bedroom and then hid under the bed. She wanted to find out what exactly that man had done.

After a while, sounds of smashing things and the man’s angry roar came from downstairs; he was calling Elizabeth but didn’t find his daughter.

Lying silently under the bed, Elizabeth knew her father had the habit of talking in bed when drunk, mumbling as if conversing with an unseen person.

"Damn... Harlot! She must have run away!" After a while, the man stumbled in and kicked the only chair in the bedroom to the ground with his foot.

The man lay on the bed and after a short time, he began to talk to himself.

"Heh heh... tomorrow... hic... tomorrow I’ll get a good sum of money..." Elizabeth frowned in confusion. She remembered there was nothing left in the house to sell except for the castle, but she hadn’t heard of anyone wanting to buy it.

"Can... can have a good drink again... sell that harlot, and have money for booze..." Elizabeth’s fingernails broke as she gripped the floor, unaware of the pain.

"Hmm... Count Rhodes gave a good price... we can drink again..." The man slapped the bed, laughing loudly.

Count Rhodes, of course Elizabeth knew him, an old lecher, and exceptionally cruel, frequently seen having his knights pull carriages covered with white cloth out of the city.

"Better to go to the Golden Rose than to Demon City." This was a very popular saying among the women in the city; going to Golden Rose meant becoming a hostess, but if you went to Rhodes’s castle, it was truly the countdown to death.

After a while, there was no more sound from above; the man had fallen asleep. Elizabeth crawled out from under the bed trembling. She could hardly imagine that her father actually planned to sell her to Rhodes, and it was to happen tomorrow.

Elizabeth’s body shook as she planned to return to her room, pack her things, and flee the city that very night.

As she was just standing up, Elizabeth saw a face. In the dark, the man looked at her with a ferocious gaze, "Elizabeth, where do you think you are going?"

Excruciating pain—Elizabeth writhed on the floor in agony. No matter how tragic her screams and pleas, they earned her not an ounce of pity.

"Harlot, I saw you as soon as I came in!" The man sneered, raising his hand.

In her struggle, Elizabeth grabbed a broken chair leg and plunged it into the man’s chest with all her might...

"And then, I killed him. I buried his body in the garden," Lafra said calmly as she looked at Chen Ze, as if narrating a story.

"Are you scared?" Lafra smiled, noticing Chen Ze flinch just a moment ago.

"It’s all in the past..." Chen Ze suddenly pulled Lafra into his embrace, soothingly patting her back.

Lafra was taken aback, then clung to Chen Ze, tears falling continuously, but her previously trembling heart had found peace.

How wonderful.