Chapter 361 Cause And Effect

“This is a photograph of your mother. She was very beautiful when she was young,” Vernon said while handing Jonathan an old photograph.

As Jonathan took the photograph over and looked at it, he saw a young woman about the age of seventeen or eighteen.

She had a very pretty face and was wearing a red dress. With her hair tied in twin braids, she looked like a girl from the countryside.

Jonathan found himself getting mesmerized by her beauty as he stared blankly at the photograph.

Mabel, too, couldn't help but gasp in awe when she saw the photograph from the side. Fate sure works in mysterious yet wonderful ways!

“Where was my mother buried?” Jonathan asked while carefully keeping the old photograph.

“On the hill in the back,” Vernon replied.

“I would like to go pay my respects, Master,” Jonathan said with a sob.

Vernon nodded. “As you should. Let's get going, then.”

They then left the house and made their way up the hill.

At the top of the hill was a grassy plain that brought about a floral fragrance when the wind blew past it.

The golden rays of the evening sun only made the scenery all the more beautiful.

As most of the villagers would bury their dead atop the hill, there were many tombstones up there.

Vernon then led Jonathan and Mabel in front of a grave that had been kept clean and tidy.

“Why isn't there a tombstone here?” Jonathan asked in confusion.

“Your mother died young, and you were her only son. According to the village customs, she was not entitled to have a tombstone. Only those with lots of children were allowed to have tombstones. Once you achieve success and have lots of children, you will be able to get one for her grave,” Vernon explained.

saying anything further, Jonathan nodded in acknowledgment and

unfilial son is here to see

paying his respects, Jonathan and Mabel returned to the house

and a few stars slowly appeared

on the branches

nights were rather cold in Horbah during

that night and invited Jonathan and the others over

turn his kind offer down, so

for dinner. After gathering some fresh vegetables from his farm, he slaughtered a chicken and a duck and

it wasn't exactly fine dining, the food smelled great and tasted amazing. As

also had a bottle of wine in his

the

city. They would only come home once a year, so this

a toast and taking a sip of the wine, Jonathan asked Vernon with

this before because I didn't want you to suffer. Now that you've come all the way here seeking the truth, I suppose I have no reason to hide it from you any longer. Honestly, I was really surprised when I saw your cultivation level. I didn't expect you to make that much progress

kept quiet as he

by a bunch of thugs. Your father, Tristan Cadman, happened to be passing by at the time. It was snowing heavily during the winter, so he was wearing a stylish black coat when he saved your mother. Back then, Tristan was a handsome and prideful young man. Thanks to his charming appearance and charisma, he easily won the hearts of countless

out that his mentor used to work

I developed feelings for her. She wouldn't have suffered that much if she had chosen me instead, but she was loyal to Tristan and lived to serve him and him alone. She just kept giving and never asked for anything in return. One day, Tristan got drunk and forced himself

her out of the house the next day. The only mistake your mother made was to love a man she never should have loved. Two months later, she found out that she was pregnant with you. Even then, she didn't hate your father

named Evelyna. Evelyna was a gorgeous woman and loved Tristan very much. A year later, she, too,

were only two months old when we arrived. Your mother was crying as she begged him to not kill you. Tristan told her that it was either your life or hers. Your mother was petrified. I begged Tristan to spare her life, but he refused to listen and ended up killing her before my eyes. I hated myself to death when I watched your mother die. I felt unworthy of calling myself a man. I had loved your mother for two long years, and yet, I had never done a single thing for her. Had I been more capable, I would've at least been able

filled with rage and hatred after he heard

me, but we have done nothing

dumbfounded when

brought you out of Horbah and taught you everything I knew. I didn't dare tell you about your background because I felt it was too cruel to do so. Besides, you would only get yourself killed if you went after him for revenge at the time. You have no idea how powerful Tristan is. On top of that, he is still your father. Even someone as powerful as Tristan knew better than to kill his own son, so there was no way you'd be able to bring yourself to kill him. That's why I believed you were better off not knowing anything. At the very least, you would

clenched his fists as he said, “I won't kill Tristan, but I will someday make him kneel before my mother's grave and apologize to her. I want him to know just how wrong

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