He Wanted an Heir, So I Gave Him Ashes Chapter 19

He Wanted an Heir, So I Gave Him Ashes Chapter 19

If Beau had just wandered in by mistake, he wouldn’t have so precisely destroyed only Ellie’s things.

What bothered Rhett even more was that Beau showed no guilt at all.

He did not want the Walker heir to be like this.

He could spoil Beau, but that didn’t mean the boy could live without rules.

He took Beau’s hand.

A decorative riding crop hung on the wall, a family heirloom from his grandfather, the leather darkened with age.

Rhett stared at the crop for a second, then took it down and brought it down hard across Beau’s palm.

“Ah!” Beau screamed, tears instantly flooding his eyes. “Daddy is bad! I don’t like Daddy anymore!”

Daisy panicked, rushing over to shield Beau in her arms.

“Rhett, are you crazy? Why did you hit him? What did he say that was so wrong?”

Rhett looked at her, his eyes as cold as a frozen lake.

Even now, she thought Beau had done nothing wrong.

This was not the considerate, sweet-talking woman he remembered.

This was a mother who had no idea what she was teaching her son.

A surge of intense regret washed over Rhett.

If he had just been clearer from the start, if he had given Beau to Ellie to raise, maybe the boy wouldn’t have turned out like this.

Beau’s palm stung, and his spoiled temper erupted. He lowered his head like an angry bull and charged, slamming into Rhett’s abdomen.

Caught completely off guard, Rhett staggered back and fell, the back of his head cracking against the stone corner of the fireplace.

Blood immediately matted his hair.

“Sir!” the old butler cried, rushing to support him. He shouted toward the door, “Call the family doctor!”

He looked at the stunned Daisy and the still-crying Beau, his eyes full of undisguised disappointment.

“Miss Daisy,” the old butler said coldly, “you have spoiled him.”