Nolan Morrison seemed to be releasing all the accumulated resentment from within him in one go.
Every word he spoke was like a tiny needle, dense and piercing into Mrs. Morrison's heart. He did not hold back just because she was now weak and on the verge of dying. The torrent of emotions he discharged beneath his calm exterior seemed as if it could crush Mrs. Morrison at any moment.
Mrs. Morrison opened her mouth, wanting to explain, but no words came out. Tears flowed from her eyes as she begged him, pleaded for him not to continue.
However, it was of no use. Nolan didn't stop.
