With a swift move, Xanthe stepped forward, clutching the leg of Dexter’s trousers. “He can’t compare to you. You were pampered by your grandfather since childhood and cared for by servants. But Brodie grew up experiencing hardships from a young age. He’s been sick and has been taking medicine since he was a child. He knows he has a brother, and every day he tells me how much he wants to meet you. Dexter, he’s your younger brother. Direct any grievances you have toward me. I will bear them. Please, I beg you, don’t treat him this way.”

In a fleeting moment, Dexter saw the maternal love radiating from her. However, it was directed toward someone else.

A flicker of pain flashed across his eyes. He gazed at her for a long time. “Have you ever regretted it?”

“What?”

“Have you ever regretted leaving me behind in the first place?”

Xanthe hadn’t forgotten the child who had once cried in the rain. Yet, as she recalled her state of mind at that time, she felt no regret. “I was so oppressed in Russell Mansion. When your father died, all I felt was relief. I was desperate to leave, Dexter, can you understand me? I had no choice but to leave you behind.”

Dexter probably heard it clearly. He closed his eyes, a subtle pain uncontrollably surfacing in his heart.

shouted, “No, I regret it, Dexter! Listen to me,

able to envision Dexter’s disappointment

“You are not worthy of

none of this would have happened, you witch!” Xanthe lunged

reflexes, Arnold swiftly pulled

she didn’t struggle. Instead, she looked

Xanthe’s eyes widened.

could never abandon my own child. Therefore, I can’t comprehend your actions. All the pain and regret you’re feeling now is because your youngest son is suffering. Not a single bit of it is for Dexter. The first time I saw him, he

started to surface

do, I actually feel quite

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