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"I'm sorry for keeping you in the dark all these years," Yvonne pleaded.

Frederick turned his back on her.

"Fred, please listen…"

"I'm not annoyed with you Mum," Frederick cut her off.

"You aren't?" Yvonne asked wide-eyed. This was by no means the reaction she expected. She had thought that Frederick would freak out and probably refuse to talk to her ever again.

"I'm not. Though this whole thing is overwhelming me. It won't cloud my judgment. You did what you thought was right. Who knows, if not because of you I might be dead right now. Thank you, if not for anything but for caring for me like I am really your son," Frederick said.

His words brought tears to Yvonne's eyes.

"I love you, son," she said in a very emotional voice.

"I need to clear my head," Frederick said and left the room. Leaving Yvonne alone with Bradley.

Yvonne watched Frederick leave with misty eyes.

"My actions really hurt you, Fred, I can see that," she muttered.

"Brad, won't you say anything?" She asked Bradley,