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Chapter 915
Catelyn's tears dropped as her arms tightly wrapped around Cedrick's waist.
"I'm sorry. I didn't want to lose my temper with you, and I never hated you... ' she wept, sounding like
a child. ’I just can't accept that Miles and Ollie are going to suffer... It's such a serious illness..."
She recalled what Draco had told her; that most descendants of the Mason family could not stand the
pain and committed suicide.
As a mother, her greatest hope was the healthy and safe growth of her two children.
Catelyn hugged him even tighter. "I'm too selfish. You're a victim too. You're already in great pain, but
I still imposed my sorrow on you."
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtCedrick's heart that was inlaid with frost was once again softened by Catelyn. Nonetheless, the word 'victim'
inexplicably induced a little self- deprecation in Cedrick.
He was clear that having such a strange disease at birth, even if well- controlled, was still a hidden danger. The
saddest thing was that his sons and grandsons would all inherit this disease.
"Are you taking pity on me? Yes, I'm a poor man-"
"No!" Catelyn hurriedly shook her head. "You gave me hope and stayed by my side when I was in despair, helpless,
and sad. You always comforted me, and you were always there. You might have the most arrogant look in the
world, but I'm sure that deep down, you have the softest heart in the world. I didn't take pity on you. I love you..."
'At the same time, I feel sorry for you. Sorry that I wasn't there when you were just a kid to help you get through
the suffering of the disease...'
She hugged him for a long time and did not let go while Cedrick closed his eyes silently, slowly held her hands, and
remained silent.
While waiting for the test results, Catelyn had been restless constantly.
In addition, she had been haunted by nightmares since she shot the kidnappers. She dreamed that a bloody man
came to ask her for her life. She could not sleep, so she went to a chapel in the Atherton Manor.
When Eugene died, Sylvie had someone to build the chapel, and Catelyn would usually come to pay homage to him.
Catelyn genuflected in front of a cross, solemnly crossing her fingers and resting her forehead on it. She prayed for
Cedrick and her children to be healthy. She was even willing to sacrifice her own life in exchange for their health.
Catelyn stayed in the chapel for more than half an hour. When she got up, her knees became numb due to kneeling
for too long, and she almost stumbled and fell forward.
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Fortunately, a hand helped her up in time. Catelyn smelled a familiar scent of cologne and turned to
look at the man who grabbed her arm in time.
"Cousin?"
Edwin helped Catelyn to sit on the wooden chair beside him. He seemed a little less condescending
but a little more caring. "You looked restless since afternoon. What's been bothering you? Relax: God
has his plan, and everything will be fine. Don't put all the burdens on yourself, darling. It's not your
responsibility after all."
"Thank you. I didn't want to stress myself out too, but I shot someone that day. I had nightmares every
time I closed my eyes. I just...couldn't sleep sometimes, no matter what I did."
It made her feel like this was the retribution her children should pay.
"Kitty, it's not right for you to think so. That man is a criminal with countless murder cases on the
record. You did kill him, but think about the people you might've saved. You're doing good deeds, so
good fortune will come." Edwin playfully raised his eyebrows to ease Catelyn's anxiety.
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