Chapter 137 It Was My Fault

• His wife had been traumatized after that incident which was why they also left city M so she could forget those awful memories but it didn’t help much as she would sometimes fall sick, after dreaming of her dead brother and his wife. And the doctor feared that she might develop mental illness.
• “ It was my fault… all my fault…poor child. My poor little pearl. “ the woman sobbed silently and both son and father sighed.
• Jack stood up from the hospital bed and sighed again as his father was now the one hugging her. He was about to summon the nurse when his phone started ringing and his father gestured him to pick it outside while he calls the nurse.