"Uncle, you will definitely stay healthy and see Turstin and I get married."
Tears completely blurred her vision.
Valentine Teller was exactly the type of person who cried easily, always unable to control herself, allowing true emotions to flow freely.
"Nobody can say for certain. I've come to terms with it. If the day comes when I have to go, I will. But it's so regrettable—my son is already thirty, yet he doesn't have a wife or children. I haven't fulfilled my responsibilities as a father, and I'm not fit to be one."
Bennet Reed couldn't help but think of Turstin's mother, the woman who had followed him and endured so many grievances.
He had already let her down in this life; he could only hope to make it up to her in the next one!
And then there's Mark's mother, who still refuses to see him.
Both women gave him sons, yet he wasn't a good husband or father.
He made too many mistakes when he was young; repenting in old age wouldn't change a thing.
