"That's settled, blame it on me!"
Cerillo looked at her, her eyes and nose red from crying, looking utterly pitiful.
Julissa continued her accusation, "If you hadn't disappeared after you ruined me, would I have suffered for so long?"
Cerillo was embarrassed, a blush spreading across his face.
How could this woman be so righteous when she said these things?
"If you had braved up and told me it was you that night, I wouldn't have suffered for so long, and Lele wouldn't have had to live in such misery outside. She would have grown up with Harley as the jewel in our palms..."
The more Julissa spoke, the more she believed she was right, which made her more confident in her claims.
The tears streamed down her face more fiercely.
Cerillo, who couldn't bear to see her cry, had his usually stern face soften into a mess.
He embraced Julissa, softly saying, "All right, stop crying. If you continue crying, our third child won't be able to bear it."
