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It went on for a while.
Victoria raised her head with tears in her eyes, staring at Nathan,
who had followed behind me at some point.
“Nathan, I just ran into Emma and tried to say hi, but she hit me
out of nowhere!”
She deliberately showed the slap marks on her face and the footprints on her stomach.
“It’s all my fault. I made Emma unhappy.”
“If you know that much, why don’t you leave then? Are you
waiting for someone to take you away instead?”
These words instantly stunned Victoria.
She looked at Nathan in disbelief.
He wore a cold look on his face and a fierce glare in his eyes.
“Do you really think I’m an idiot?
“You have used this trick countless times before, and you still want to dupe me now?”
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He suddenly let out a furious roar, and his eyes turned dark and
menacing.
Victoria lowered her head and soon played the part of a pitiful
damsel again.
“Nathan, I don’t know what you are talking about.”
He suddenly grabbed my hand, revealing the red marks from Victoria’s pinching.
“I saw it all clearly back there. I used to wonder why Emma, who was usually very prim and proper in her dealings with others, would cause so much trouble every time she was with you.
“Victoria, you really opened my eyes.
“I have wronged Emma for five whole years because of you!”
When Nathan said the last sentence, he sounded like he was
sobbing, and his voice was filled with hatred towards Victoria.
But I remained very calm and no longer felt anything about it.
It was like listening to someone else’s story.
I shook off Nathan’s hand and left without saying a word.
He had been following me and was silent for a long time before
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speaking.
“I’m sorry.”
“Nathan, stop being so hypocritical. I don’t need your apology.”
“I don’t care about the past anymore, and that Emma who once. loved you, died five years ago!”
His face turned pale instantly, and his thin lips were pressed
together.
His chest rose and fell, a low growl rumbling from his throat.
I went back to my mother’s place.
I chatted with my mother about the past happenings between the Morrison and Duncan families.
She confirmed everything.
My mother hesitated for a long time. She then sighed and continued.
“Ryan is indeed a member of the Morrison family, and the deaths of his parents were caused by our family.”
Although I didn’t want to believe it, that was nonetheless the truth.
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Later, my mother said that these were all grudges of the
previous generation, and the next generation should not be
involved in them.
But how could he forget so easily the hatred for the ones
causing his parents‘ deaths and the destruction of his family?
After all, my last name was Duncan, and his last name was
Morrison.
It was drizzling the next day.
After asking someone to locate the graves of Mr. and Mrs.
Morrison, I bought two bouquets and went to the cemetery.
This should be the cemetery that Ryan arranged for his parents
later in his life.
Ryan deliberately noted his failings on the tombstones.
I looked further behind and saw quite a few tombstones of
people bearing the last name Morrison.
I talked to my mother last night and learned the gist of the inside story.
After the Morrison family went bankrupt, the Duncan family quickly took over the Morrison family’s businesses.
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Many members of the Morrison family died or disappeared
afterwards.
I laid the bouquets gently in front of Mr. and Mrs. Morrison’s
tombstones.
I thought for a long time but couldn’t figure out how to introduce
myself.
I wondered if I should introduce myself as their daughter–in–law.
I was afraid that even in the afterlife, Mr. and Mrs. Morrison
would not accept that fact.
I then wondered if I should say that I came to pay tribute out of
guilt, on behalf of the Duncan family.
I had trouble believing that myself.
In the end, I could only bow deeply, then I turned around and
left. When I walked down the cemetery, I saw someone not far
away.
Ryan wasn’t even holding an umbrella. The rain wet the ends of
his hair, and his sharp eyes seemed even colder.
A breeze blew, and I shivered reflexively.
