Framed as the Other Man Chapter 2

I wanted to explain that it was my sister’s birthday gift to me last year, a way for her to encourage me to go home and apologize to Mom and Dad.

But the words caught in my throat, replaced by a gush of metallic-tasting liquid.

It choked me, and I clutched my chest, coughing.

Liam looked up at the surrounding parents, roaring, "See that? I just lightly tapped him, and a grown man can be this weak? What an act!"

"No wonder my wife spent her dowry money on him! A man like this is utterly despicable!"

My face flushed crimson, my eyes streaked with blood.

The parents in the classroom looked at me with venomous, hateful stares.

I furrowed my brow, suppressing the indignation, and spoke sternly, "Liam, I told you I'm not a kept man. How exactly did you come to that conclusion?"

After all, he was my future brother-in-law, and I wanted to avoid a nasty public spectacle later on.

I wanted him to show proof; business dealings often required social graces.

If it truly was my sister who had wronged him, I was prepared to apologize on her behalf.

But hearing my words, his anger surged.

He shoved the camera closer to my face.

"See that, everyone? On the verge of death and still won't admit it!"

"If I don't make you understand what you're dying for today, I've wasted my time coming here!"

With that, he put a lit cigarette in his mouth, then pulled out another phone and opened it in front of me.

Soon, several photos of me and my nephew at an amusement park appeared.

Liam snorted coldly, "What do you have to say now?"

"These were found on my wife's phone! You really hid it well, reaching out to my son to climb up the ladder! I'm warning you today, if you touch a single hair on my son's head again, I'll use you as a barbell!"

My brows knitted tightly; all my words instantly became powerless.

That was just for my nephew's birthday. My sister didn't have time to accompany him, so I took him to the amusement park to take photos for her to see, never imagining it would lead to such a misunderstanding.

Seeing my silence, he said coldly, "Nothing to say, huh? Brothers, hit him! Just leave him enough breath to speak!"

"Ruin his face, let's see how he leeches off rich women then!"

As a group of muscular men rolled up their sleeves, ready to surround me,

I quickly propped myself up to explain, but opening my mouth tore at the blood scab on my lip, making me gasp in pain.

"You've misunderstood, I'm his uncle! Eleanor Carter is my sister, we're siblings!"

Liam glanced at me, scoffing disdainfully.

"Siblings? Her own mother doesn't even know she has a son!"

"I'm about to marry my wife, and I've never once heard her mention having a brother!"

"What kind of brother are you? A lover? Are you trying to fool me like I'm an idiot? If I don't teach you a lesson today, you really won't know what kind of trash you are!"

His curses stunned me.

I never imagined my mother would be so angry as to disown me!

Sweating profusely, I frantically asked the surrounding parents to call the police for me.

But no one bothered to respond.

Everyone merely looked on, enjoying the show.

Someone even picked up a pencil from a desk and threw it at my head.

The pencil lead lodged in my scalp, and the shaft snapped on impact.

My face contorted in pain.

Liam's expression grew even more ominous.

Anger burned in his eyes; he was about to step forward and attack me.

I quickly spoke, "I'll call my mom, alright? I'll put it on speaker, and you listen!"

A flicker of suspicion crossed Liam's eyes, and he tossed my phone back in front of me.

"You try to trick me, and you're dead!"

While I was dialing, Liam's crew of brothers were already flexing their muscles, eyeing me menacingly.

The phone rang, and my heart leaped into my throat.

The next second, my mom abruptly hung up, then added me to her blacklist.

My phone hit the ground, and my face instantly turned ashen.

Liam sneered.

"My mother-in-law probably thinks you're making harassing calls. You're still putting on an act!"

Thinking of my nephew, my eyes lit up again.

"Wait, where's my nephew? He can vouch for me. I'm here to attend his parent-teacher conference today!"

At that, Liam quickly stepped forward and delivered a hard punch to my face.

A wisdom tooth instantly fell from my mouth to the ground, faintly stained with blood.

"Enough! I told you you don't deserve to mention my son! Stay away from him from now on!"