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Chapter 662

Chapter 662 A Mysterious Apology

Right now, Toby was dreaming of his past.

He was going upstairs like he usually would in the mornings so that he could call his mother for breakfast. Normally, all he would have to do was knock on her bedroom door, and she would open it with a gentle smile on her face, one that was reserved for him.

This time, however, the door remained shut no matter how incessantly he was knocking on it. When the door didn’t seem like it would open any time soon, he started to sense something wrong.

Without wasting another moment, he called for one of the household staff to unlock his mother’s bedroom door with a spare key. But instead of a warm smile, what greeted him as soon as the door swung open was the strong scent of blood. As he walked in, he realized that the coppery smell was coming from the adjoining bathroom.

The color drained from his face as he slowed in his tracks, but when fear seized him, he barreled toward the bathroom like a madman.

The bathroom door had been left ajar, and when he skidded to a stop at the doorway, the horrific sight within instantly came into view.

His mother hung by the side of the bathtub, her face and body splattered with blood. Slumped on the ground, she was holding a razor in one hand while the other was submerged in the water-filled tub.

The water in the bathtub had been colored red by her blood, while she had already gone cold and lifeless.

The bloody scene was burned into the back of Toby’s mind ever since, only to resurface every year on his mother’s death anniversary so that it could torture his soul and remind him of his devastating loss.

There were even times when the scene would evolve into an entirely non-existent one, like right now, where he dreamed of his dead mother suddenly rising to her feet and slowly walking over to him. She was covered in her own blood as she questioned him hauntingly, “Why was I made to carry you in the first place?”

to accuse him of being the reason why she was trapped within the Fuller Family, kept from pursuing her own true love. Then, as he stood there frozen, she reached out her blood-stained

his bloodshot eyes snapping wide open, and his

the shock for a while, and when she did,

as if Toby couldn’t hear her at all. His pupils were dilated as he stared up at

ear close to his lips and finally heard him mutter, “I’m sorry…

frowned, confusion filling her eyes. Why

were not of his own conscious mind. She quickly reached

this trance for too long, or it would start taking a toll on his mind. He

to their normal size, and his gaze was slowly focusing on Sonia instead of the ceiling. He stared at her in a daze, and after

of an old duck. All the alcohol he had taken had obviously fried his vocal cords, and she couldn’t help but grow angry at him as she let

here?” he asked groggily, pressing his hand to his forehead as he made to sit up on the couch. But

Having said this, she rolled her eyes at him exasperatedly and demanded, “It was only yesterday when you guessed that I’d come, and didn’t I also tell you not to turn your phone off two days ago? You promised me, but you went ahead and turned it off anyway! If it weren’t for the reason that you were knocked out

soon as he heard any mention of a break-up, but as things were,

and raised his arm, then let it fall over his eyes as he

him looking so forlorn, and she couldn’t help empathizing with him. After all, she had lost her parents as well, but his loss was a far

her own life. However, Toby had been the one

death upset her, she didn’t feel devastated. Her father’s death had come about during her adult years, and she had mourned him,

however, was different. His mother’s suicide had been so sudden that no one could have possibly seen it coming; more importantly, he was the first to discover her body, and that would have scarred any child at such a

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