"Jonah ..." Jasper's voice was so hoarse that it was almost inaudible.

"Jasper ... Beckett ..."

Jonah widened his crimson eyes as a raging fury surged in his chest. Like an enraged beast, he rushed fiercely toward the frozen Jasper.

Jasper saw the cold and fierce fist coming toward his cheek, but he remained motionless.

He wanted to be hit. He had deserved it. Even if Jonah beat him to death, Jasper wouldn't complain.

"Jonah! Don't!"

Just as Jonah's fist was about to reach Jasper, Julien appeared in time. He opened his arms and tightly embraced Jonah from behind.

"Let go." Jonah bit his lip hard, but it was his heart that was bleeding.

"No!" Julien's arms trembled around Jonah's waist. Panting heavily, he shouted, "What's the use of hitting him? Can you bring back what Lyse lost by hitting him?"

... he deserves

struggled, the tears he barely held back started flowing again. "How can he stay

lost the right to be a mother! All because of you! Jasper, why don't you

he deserved

and soul,

inexplicably miserable. His hair was still dripping wet, and droplets fell down his bloodless, once-handsome

soaked. Moreover, his pants and shoes were covered in

by her father, it happened to be raining

car for a long time but never got to

my fault

in despair, "It's all my fault ... All my fault ... I'm sorry

children? Do you know

had his tears streaming down uncontrollably as if his tear ducts had burst open. "During the three years she was married to you, she told us countless times ... that she wanted to be a mother. When she recalled your in-name-only marriage and your indifference toward her, she would call me in the middle of the

heart convulsed as if being tortured by a poisoned blade. The pain surged through him, spreading rapidly throughout

were red-rimmed, and his

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