Half an hour later.

"Kathryn, Kathryn!"

Holden, who had been stopped by Jim, finally made it into the hospital room.

Jim followed closely behind, but Liberty motioned for him to let it go. Taking the hint, Jim left the room.

As soon as Holden stepped inside, he went straight for Kathryn, about to kneel before her, his body trembling.

Kathryn almost jumped up to stop him.

No matter how strained their relationship was, he was still her father.

Watching him kneel before her would make her look heartless, like an unfilial daughter.

Not that Kathryn had ever been particularly devoted to him.

"Dad, what are you doing?!"

and Pedro quickly stepped in to

them go. I promise, I'll take them back to our hometown, even if it

try to hurt you again, I swear I'll break

begging you. Please spare

as if trying to kneel again, but Pedro

Pedro across

room. Pedro didn't flinch or loosen his grip. The side of his face

an icy tone. "Dad, if you're so determined to kneel, do it outside. Go ahead, kneel at the hospital entrance and yell about how your daughter is unfilial. Announce to the world that your sons tried to kill their sister and that she refuses to forgive them. See

slapping Pedro, he had expected Kathryn to lash out at him, but she didn't. That,

up

"Kathryn..."

broke as

his grip, and Holden collapsed onto the

long gone, and your mom is no longer here. The only people I have left are your brothers. If they go to jail, what will happen to me? Who

voice cracked with

all be yours. I just need

know I wasn't a good father. I never gave you the love you deserved. But Kathryn, we're family. You have the Janzen blood in your veins. I gave you life-please, let your brothers go. Yes, they were cruel to you, and I'm deeply disappointed in them. But you're still alive. Let them pay your medical bills, compensate you for your suffering-just don't

at him coldly for a long time before finally turning to Liberty. "Liberty, this is

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