Chapter 1369

Sandrino slowly walked to her side and picked her up. He said in a hoarse voice, "You raised me for more than 20 years. You have made me live in hatred for more than 20 years. I don't blame you, but you should never have killed your own sister for a man who never loved you. You have killed your own mother. This is what you owe my mother."

Ever since he learned the truth, he had never had a peaceful sleep. Every night, he would dream of his mother's miserable cries in the vast fire. When he thought of his mother's innocent tragic death, he felt as if his heart had been pricked by needles. At the same time, he hated his father. Since he could not give her happiness, why did he have to provoke her? But it was not until later that he finally understood that love was not something that he would come and go as he wished, nor was it something that he would not leave if he did not want to. He often had deep feelings for her unknowingly. By the time you realized it, it was too late.