With a swift move, Xanthe stepped forward, clutching the leg of Dexter's trousers. "He can't compare to you. You were pampered by your grandfather since childhood and cared for by servants. But Brodie grew up experiencing hardships from a young age. He's been sick and has been taking medicine since he was a child. He knows he has a brother, and every day he tells me how much he wants to meet you. Dexter he's your younger brother. Direct any grievances you have toward me. I will bear them. Please, I beg you, don't treat him this way."

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A flicker of pain flashed across his eyes. He gazed at her for a long time. "Have you ever regretted it?"

"What?"

"Have you ever regretted leaving me behind in the first place?"

Xanthe hadn't forgotten the child who had once cried in the rain. Yet, as she recalled her state of mind at that time, she felt no regret. "I was so oppressed in Russell Mansion. When your father died, all I felt was relief. I was desperate to leave. Dexter, can you understand me? I had no choice but to leave you behind."

clearly. He closed his eyes, a subtle pain uncontrollably surfacing

I

able to

are not worthy of being a

If it weren't for you, none of this would have happened,

reflexes, Arnold

but she didn't struggle. Instead, she looked at Xanthe and said, "You know, I have a

Xanthe's eyes widened.

can't comprehend your actions.

started to surface

though I detest Dexter just as much as you do, I actually feel quite sorry for him for having a mother

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