“I’m sorry, Frederick!”

With that, Sasha started crying.

Frederick slowed to a halt and stared at her while panting heavily, his eyes turning red immediately.

“You… you’re still alive? Why didn’t you… why didn’t you tell me? Don’t you know how depressed I was for the past few years?” he asked, his voice shaking uncontrollably.

As onlookers watched in much shock and disbelief, Frederick began to sob like a child, despite being over seventy years old.

Sasha’s fingers dug into her palms painfully.

She looked up to meet his eyes pleadingly. “Yes, Frederick, it’s all my fault. Please don’t be too hard on yourself.”

She offered him her hands, as though she was waiting for him to punish her.

Frederick simply stared at her wordlessly, the lump in his throat making it hard for him to say anything.

It reminded him of the older times, where she would stand before him and let him scold her as he wished whenever she made a mistake.

He used to be decisive in his punishments, but as he stared at his long-lost daughter-in-law crying before him, he found himself hesitating.

his tears flow freely as he struggled to find words to expressed just how relieved he was to

his side and helped him into the building

in the event she met him, and she had been sure that a simple

time had passed since then, and now

going to tell Sebastian that he has a daughter too. Maybe I should

How were

with a start. “I’ve been back for a while, Frederick. I thought

How am I supposed to know where you went or when you came back?” Frederick

Sasha fell silent.

know about my

just to meet him? Why

bewildered expression resurfaced in her mind all of

looked like he really didn’t

he say? ‘You’re

the truth from his own

he do

Just… why?

into her stomach the more she thought about

wrong, Sasha? You don’t have to talk about it if you don’t want to,” Frederick said with a wave of his hand upon noticing how

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