Yerick opened the door and walked in, putting the tray of food on the ground.

"Hungry? I prepared some food and water for you two."

Theodore looked coldly at him. "Thank you. That's quite nice of you."

Yerick chuckled. "Don't mention it. Butchers are very nice to their pigs, too. They feed their pigs till they're nice and fat before slaughtering them."

"Yerry..." Wesley looked sadly at him. "I'm to blame for everything. Just come at me if you bear any grudge over what happened. Spare Theo, won't you? This has nothing to do with him."

the ground. "Nothing seems quite right, and I can't bring myself to call you

you to call me Dad. Yerry, I just want to tell you that even if I die in your hands, I won't

cut him off. "Don't bother

say more, but knowing that he was in the wrong, he

son? He betrayed your mother back then

at

who's considered a damn bastard to you? A philandering man or a murderer who commits arson and implicates the innocent? You condone

still a good man? That although I'm not a bastard, I'm wicked through

for my wrongdoing, but will you pay

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