Chapter 112 It's all my fault

• "You know I have a job! You didn't even make time for your son!" I got up from my seat and pointed at his chest. I couldn't stop screaming. All the veins in my body were alive. He didn't budge from what I was doing to him. "YOU ALWAYS CHOOSE YOUR WORK! WORK THERE! WORK HERE— ”
• “Why? Are you any different from me? You did the same, didn't you? If you didn't put work first, I guess somehow you hooked up with his performance?”
• His voice was not loud, but the emphasis was as if he was blaming me. I laughed at his sarcasm and shook my head, unable to believe what he was saying.