NovelEnglishYerick opened the door and walked in, putting the tray of food on the ground.
"Hungry? | prepared sfood and water for you two."
Theodore looked coldly at him. "Thank you. That's quite nice of you."
Yerick chuckled. "Don't mention it. Butchers are very nice to their pigs, too. They feed their pigs till they're nice and fat before
slaughtering them."
"Yerry..." Wesley looked sadly at him. "I'm to blfor everything. Juste atif you bear any grudge over what happened.
Spare Theo, won't you? This has nothing to do with him."
"Godfather...wait, no. Mr. Spencer? What should | call you?" Yerick sat cross-legged on the ground. "Nothing seems quite right, and
| can't bring myself to call you Dad. You're not really my godfather, either. It sounds too phony to call you Mr. Spencer. Perhaps |
should just call you a damn bastard."
Wesley lowered his head. "You can callwhatever you want. | won't even expect you to callDad. Yerry, | just want to tell you
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtthat even if | die in your hands, | won't hate you. You're my son, after all. I..."
"Shut up!" Yerick cut him off. "Don't bother trying to sound nice, it's plain disgusting."
Wesley wanted to say more, but knowing that he was in the wrong, he could only remain silent. Guilt was heavy in his eyes.
Yerick then turned his attention to Theodore. "Do you feel disgusted being his son? He betrayed your mother back then and was
probably a damn bastard to her, too."
Theodore looked calmly at him. "Damn bastard?"
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the world, but you can't accept men
mistake they make. Am | right to say
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Yerick's lips twitched and he scoffed, "Do you mean to say that although you're a bastard, you're still a good man? That although
I'm not a bastard, I'm wicked through and through because | want to destroy the world, hurt and murder others, andmit
arson?"
"We all have our own faults. I've paid the price for my wrongdoing, but will you pay the price for yours?" Theodore said.
"Hahaha...!" Yerick started laughing wildly. "My wrongdoing? What did | do wrong? Every single person | murdered deserved it. You
two deserve it, too."
"What about my mother and grandmother? Did they deserve to die? They had nothing to do with all these. They didn't know a
thing!"
"Are you trying to explain yourself?" Theodore said with a smirk. "lI thought someone like you wouldn't bother doing that. You're
always self-righteous and pompous, not bothering to explain yourself to anyone even if youmitted the most heinous crime."
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