My Mute Bride

Chapter 375 You Are My Son

“You’re still not willing to repent until now?” Julian pushed Sue away. “You should turn yourself in.” Sue’s face paled in an instant. She couldn’t believe what she just heard.

Julian continued, “This happened more than twenty years ago, and though the prosecution period has passed, you still owe Justin an apology. The law will not hold you accountable, but you must repent.”

“Are you crazy? I am your mother!”

“It’s precisely because you’re my mother that I don’t want you to live your life with your sins. Doesn’t it hurt your conscience? You keep saying you did everything for me, but you’re just doing it for yourself!”

Just as he finished speaking, a middle-aged man’s voice suddenly sounded from behind Julian, interrupting him. “It’s true that your mother did it for you.”

Julian’s hands that were hanging by his sides suddenly stiffened, his expression turning awkward. He didn’t even look back and was about to leave home as if he hadn’t seen or heard anything.

“Hold it!”

Julian clenched his fists and said through gritted teeth, “Jason, I didn’t call the police to catch you for my mother’s sake, so don’t get ahead of yourself. This is a matter between my family and it has nothing to do with you!”

The man who was standing by the door of the study was Jason.

Two weeks ago, Julian was supposed to leave Riverdale on a business trip, but he had forgotten to bring something and went home, where he ran into his mother in a middle-aged man’s arms. Because Sue had been widowed for more than 20 years, as a son, he had always hoped that she would remarry, but she remained alone for many years to raise him and his cousin, Justin. Although she was a little grumpy, she was still dedicated to her children.

However, just as Julian was about to leave, he found that the man was Jason, Justin’s uncle. At that moment, Julian’s mind went blank. It was then that he finally found out Sue and Jason had been together for many years. All this time, taking care of Justin was just a cover for why Sue continued to stay at the Burton Residence, unwilling to leave. Her real purpose was to cover up her identity as Jason’s lover.

As Julian had received good moral upbringing since he was a child, he simply could not accept this. Moreover, Jason was involved in a smuggling case and was being looked into by the investigation bureau, so his first instinct was to call the police as soon as possible. However, it was his mother who begged him not to call the police that made him compromise.

eye to this until he found out the truth about Justin’s abduction that year. It was as if he had been struck by lightning over and

clothes came from for the past twenty years? Your mother stayed at the Burton Residence for herself? Bold of you

not have all of

for the past thirty years, your studies, respected occupation, and even your current so-called morals were all given to you by

a stab to his heart, and Julian had never been so aggrieved as he was

you that you had a part in Justin’s abduction back

Sue hurriedly stopped him. “Don’t

have you forgotten why

impossible for him to be abducted and sold by human traffickers. The reason why he went out alone that day was entirely because of a

that my birthday is the

I forget? I’ve prepared your gift

in a bad mood recently and won’t

probably in a bad mood because she has to move away. I’ll find a way to tell Grandpa. Don’t worry, Julian. How about this, the day after tomorrow, I’ll

“Really?”

When have I ever lied to

Julian was delighted.

for your swimming trunk

at the waterpark

is he taking you? Does

said that he’ll sneak out. Shh, don’t tell anyone,

a long time, but Justin never showed up, and he even grumbled inwardly about being stood up by his cousin. However, in the evening, when the Burton Family showed up at

already passed. He came back with a long scar on his face, and after his injury was healed, it was like he had turned into someone else. He became withdrawn and didn’t like to be close to others. He didn’t even speak much to Julian, his own cousin.