Austin couldn't care less about anything else, as tears streamed down his face. "It's alright. Mom will be alright," he said.At that moment, he felt his chest tighten as if it were about to explode. Self-blame, guilt, reluctance, and other emotions tangled together, filling his chest. He had risked his life to come back. This wasn't the outcome he wanted.Memories of the past 20 years with his mother floated in his mind. He remembered that time in the dead of winter. His mother had draped the thickest clothes in the house over him. Even if she was freezing, she still insisted on going out to rummage through the rubbish, just to raise him. He remembered that on New Year's Eve, his mother would smile and offer him a warm plate of pasta. That was the only plate of pasta the entire family would have on New Year's Eve, and his mother insisted on him finishing the whole plate. He remembered that when others were calling him a mutt, it was his mother who protected him. With he
Sorrow filled the air. Everyone was crying uncontrollably. Austin hugged Dalia. His teeth were clenched as tears streamed down his face.His memories cut him like knives as the guilt ate him alive. His pain was unbearable.Zayne, who was still pinned to the floor, laughed as he shouted, "Finally, she's dead! How does it feel to lose someone you love?""You are dead too, die!" Austin's eyes were red with anger as he turned toward him. He looked like an angry beast, wild and uncontrollable. However, a figure suddenly appeared in front of Aldus and Zayne."Give that to me!" Vincent ordered with a cold expression. He snatched the dagger from Aldus' hand.Then, he bent over and plunged the dagger into Zayne's back.Blood spattered all over Vincent's face. But, his expression remained cold.His icy voice echoed on the stage, carrying a heartbreaking sadness. "What did his mom ever do to you? You lay your hand on a woman! You really deserve a painful death."As he was speaking, Vi
Cecily knew how close Austin and his mom were. So, she was worried that he might do something reckless. After Dahlia died, Austin had woken up in the hospital. However, it was like he was a completely different person. He was so stoic that it scared Cecily. He would ignore her and wouldn't even give a reply when she talked to him.It was as if Austin had retreated into a shell and refused to let anyone in.Austin had calmly attended Dahlia's funeral. He returned to his room afterward, pushed Cecily out, and locked the door behind her. Cecily was about to have a meltdown because of how helpless she felt. "If Mr. Austin continues to hold it in, it will lead to big problems. He could even experience a change in character." Ezra sighed, as he turned to speak to Walter, "Mr. Walter, shouldn't we think of a plan?""It's all my fault. I couldn't protect my family." Walter sighed in sadness. "I am the head of the rich and powerful Campbells. And yet, I couldn't even protect my own
His voice was light, but it made Vincent smile. Turning around, Vincent saw Austin staring back at him, his gaze dark. Vincent shrugged and placed his hands behind his head. "I guess," he mumbled to himself, his gaze turning darkening too. He continued, "Do you know that I was just like you in the past? I had a loving mom who would give me everything I wanted. My family was a happy one. My parents loved me, and we never needed to worry about food and shelter in Basin City."My Dad's position in the family wasn't that high, but he was smart, so we lived quite comfortably with the other members of the Redmont family… But one day, everything changed."Austin could see hatred and wrath seeping out from the depths of Vincent's eyes. "My mom got pregnant." He laughed and said, "Laugh all you want. I thought it was ridiculous too. After all, I was already an adult at that time. It was absurd."He added, "I can't stop my mom from conceiving a child, can I?"His cigarette was burn
Vincent gestured with both his hands as he continued talking about the past. His voice quivered as he said, "Do you know that when I reached home that day, I saw my mom sprawled on the coffee table, her blood seeping through her clothes, and her blood splattered on the ground?"Her stomach was split open vertically. Her eyes were wide," he said. "The baby lay in a messy pool of blood on the ground as if it was thrown onto the floor like trash. It was already eight months along. I could see that it was a boy. The knife was still stuck in his abdomen." Vincent trembled uncontrollably. His eyes showed fear, resulting from the memories that threatened to overwhelm him. There was also rage in his eyes, and sometimes a murderous look in them. It looked like he was on the verge of losing his sanity. "Two slashes was all it took," he muttered. "My mom died, and my little brother was gone too. I no longer have a family. The harlot and that darned old man who calls himself my father sh
Tears coursed down Austin's cheeks as he hung his head and stared at the floor. Vincent's face fell, and he let out a dejected sigh. He didn't bother Austin anymore. Instead, he turned and left the room. In the living room downstairs, Walter, Cecily, and the others raised their eyes to look at Vincent, their faces drawn and grim. They heard the commotion upstairs, and it made them anxious. No one except Vincent knew what had happened. When Vincent finally descended the stairs, they all shot up from their seats. "Vincent, how's Austin?" Cecily asked, worried. "He's okay now. You can go up and keep him company," Vincent answered with a shrug. With a smile, he added, "Just be prepared, though. You might get drenched in his tears." Upon hearing that, Cecily sprinted upstairs. Walter and the others let out a sigh of relief. "That's good. Letting it all out and crying is good for him." Edward nodded. Then, he and Rachel shot each other a relieved smile. Walter seemed to
"I'll tell you about it on the balcony," said Austin, standing up. He headed upstairs with Walter following closely behind him. Cecily and the others didn't follow the two of them upstairs. This was the first time Walter and Austin chatted, and it just so happened to be after the latter finally let go of the thing that weighed on his heart. It wasn't right for the others to follow the two of them when Austin wanted to talk to Walter alone. When they reached the balcony, Austin rested his elbows on the railing and propped his head on his hand. He seemed to be swimming in his thoughts as he enjoyed the night breeze. With a frown, an anxious Walter walked over to the balcony and gingerly asked, "Is something the matter, Austin?" Back then, one of the factors he used to convince Austin to agree to become his successor was that Austin could bring Dahlia back here. That way, she could regain her title as the head of the family's wife. Now, Dahlia was gone. The factor seemed to
Whoosh! It was the sound of Austin's fist cutting the air. Walter stood still. He didn't even flinch. The fist abruptly stopped no more than an inch away from Walter's face. Austin lowered his fist slowly. The look on his face was as cold as ice, and his eyes harbored flames of rage. "Why didn't you hit me?" Walter smiled bitterly, his voice bleak. "You should've hit me." Anyone who heard these words would be astonished. Walter was the head of the Campbell family and had all the money in the world. Why did he look so despondent? "Hitting you won't bring Mom back anyway," Austin spat.He turned around to gaze at Heavensgate Hill in the distance and mumbled to himself, "It's in the past now. I have to look forward, right?" Walter kept his silence as the heavy tendrils of guilt wrapped themselves around his heart. He went along with Dorothy's scheme simply because he wanted to hone Austin's talents and character. What happened to Zayne came as a total surprise, and Wa