I'm Sorry My Love Novel

Chapter 371

On the rooftop, although Jethro was being held by the neck and his face was flushed due to lack of oxygen, he didn't stop talking for a second. "You're an ungrateful brat! A jerk! Is this how you repay me after I raise you? I should have—"

He couldn't finish the rest of his sentence. His voice grew quieter, as if the words died in his throat.

Louis stared at the older man with a cold look in his eyes, his expression neutral. "You should've been dead a long time ago. A scum like you is better off dead."

Poking out his tongue, Jethro tried to retort, but no sound could escape his throat as his eyes rolled back in his head.

Just when he thought he was going to die, he felt the air coming back into his lungs as Louis was pushed away from him by force.

Jethro had both hands on his knees and he coughed violently as he watched the scene unfold before him.

Louis wasted no time in striking a blow on the face of the man behind him, his face contorted in anger. "Get lost!"

Ron was brought a few steps back from the unexpected attack. He wiped the blood away from the corner of his lips with his finger, and furrowed his brows at Louis. "Murdering him? Are you out of your mind?"

"Perfect timing. I'll get rid of both of you right here." The intention to kill settled on Louis' expression as he clenched his fists. "You colluded with each other and set Leanna up."

Jethro's hysterical laugh echoed from behind at that moment. "No wonder the ungrateful brat was acting weird! You're trying to stand up for your sister, aren't you?! What? Are you sour because she's the daughter of a rich family while you're the son of a loser like me? Do you think she'll reward you if you claim credit for killing me?"

Louis' expression turned cold as he headed for Jethro, but Ron stopped him from doing so.

Between coughs, Jethro chuckled. "Forget about it. She's a noblewoman. There's a huge difference between her life and our life. She gets to drive a fancy car and live in a luxury mansion, while we can only dwell in a sewer that carries waste and a putrid smell. That's a gap that can never be closed. You can't blame others but yourself for being born into this world with such a family background. You're my son. You're destined to suffer like the poor! Even if you killed me today, it won't change the fact that you're my son. If you loathe me, you should jump off here after you've killed me. Do you think she sees you as her brother? I'll be honest with you—people like us are merely dogs in rich people's eyes. They'll treat us with care whenever they're in a good mood, but toss us aside when they're unhappy. If she cares about you as you expect her to, she won't allow you to come to me. Instead, you could already have enjoyed a luxurious life by her side. Do you think you share a bond? Don't be ridiculous! Everything was but an act. If you want a better life, don't forget that I'm your father. I might be willing to share some money with you if you put me in a good mood. I won't lose anything even though you resent me. As long as you're not dead, I haven't lost everything. You're my flesh and blood. You can never change the fact. Don't raise your hopes for Leanna. You're my son, after all. Her hatred against me weighs the same as hers against you. Do you still believe that—"

Before Jethro could finish his words, Leanna showed up at the rooftop without warning.

She only remarked calmly, "Have you ever heard about a villain's monologue always leading to their doom?"

Meanwhile, Louis and Ron were busy fighting as their attention was fixed on each other.

However, it was less like a fight and more like Louis landing blow after blow on Ron one-sided, while the latter struggled to defend himself by avoiding hurting Louis.

Even so, there were many bruises on Ron's skin.

When Leanna's voice reached Louis, he stopped for a moment as the fist he was about to land on Ron paused in midair.

Ron then seized the opportunity to turn around and subdue Louis.

After making sure that Louis was safe, Leanna withdrew her gaze from the duo and steered her attention back to Jethro as she closed the distance between them. "You're right. A sewer that carries waste and a putrid smell is the best accommodation for a man like you. You can only dream of standing under the sunlight."

Jethro opened his mouth to retort, but another severe bout of coughing replaced his words.

At that, Leanna continued, "I indeed resent you, but do you think it's only about your lack of compassion? There's more to it. I resent you because I used to think you were my father. I asked myself why an inhumane father without a limit like you even exists in the world. Can't you tell that my loathe toward you is building on the fact you let us down and put us in despair again and again? In other words, when I learned the truth that we aren't related, I found the explanation for everything that happened to me at the same time. I stopped blaming the world for treating me unfairly because I was only having ill luck to have met you. As for Louis, he is my brother and unrelated to you. You've never fulfilled any obligations as his father since he was young, so you have no right to say that he's your blood. His only responsibility for you is to mourn you on every anniversary of your death anniversary. Other than that, don't get your hopes up with anything."

An eccentric laugh escaped Jethro's throat. "Don't speak too soon. Even if you don't mind what happened in the past, what about your father? A scum like me isn't worth anything to society. However, it's a shame that—"

Suddenly, Louis growled at him, "Shut up!"

Leanna turned to her brother and began with a calm tone, "Louis, Lloyd came to you, didn't he?"

She couldn't think of any other possibilities, or else Louis wouldn't behave unlike himself the whole day. Moreover, Leanna thought of Daphne's words, about a man in a luxury car coming to Louis.

She continued, "I have no idea about the conversation between him and you, but you only need to remember that you're my younger brother. You're my only family in this world."