“I’m sorry, Frederick!”

With that, Sasha started crying.

Frederick slowed to a halt and stared at her while panting heavily, his eyes turning red immediately.

“You… you’re still alive? Why didn’t you… why didn’t you tell me? Don’t you know how depressed I was for the past few years?” he asked, his voice shaking uncontrollably.

As onlookers watched in much shock and disbelief, Frederick began to sob like a child, despite being over seventy years old.

Sasha’s fingers dug into her palms painfully.

She looked up to meet his eyes pleadingly. “Yes, Frederick, it’s all my fault. Please don’t be too hard on yourself.”

She offered him her hands, as though she was waiting for him to punish her.

Frederick simply stared at her wordlessly, the lump in his throat making it hard for him to say anything.

It reminded him of the older times, where she would stand before him and let him scold her as he wished whenever she made a mistake.

He used to be decisive in his punishments, but as he stared at his long-lost daughter-in-law crying before him, he found himself hesitating.

words to expressed just how relieved

side and helped him

had spent countless hours pondering over what she should say in the event she met him, and she had been sure that a simple apology would be

and now she had kids to inform him

has a daughter too. Maybe I should just come clean with

have you been the past few years? How were things

“I’ve been back for a while, Frederick. I

out five minutes ago that you’re still alive! How am I supposed to know where you went or when you came back?” Frederick

Sasha fell silent.

didn’t know about my

me back just to

and Frederick’s bewildered expression resurfaced in

like he really didn’t

say?

the truth from his

he

Just… why?

into her stomach the more she thought about

You don’t have to talk about it if you don’t want to,” Frederick said with a wave of his hand upon noticing how uncomfortable

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