Daddy, Mommy had been in Prison novel Chapter 442

“You might not have been educated much, but don’t get superstitious because of it. Ill omens don’t exist. It’s just incapable people blaming their suffering on the people around them. You’re a good person. If I hadn’t met you back then, I would have died. Then you saved me again last night. You’re someone who’s given me life twice over. How could you say that you’re an ill omen? I’d be dust if it wasn’t for you.

“As for my father, just think of it as retribution. When he was young, he was involved in quite a bit of skullduggery. You probably don’t know about this, but do you think it was just my mother being hurt? No, he hurt a lot of people. He’s in the state he’s in now, and even though it was caused by this incident, you could treat it entirely as retribution for his sins. When I went to see him today, he asked me if he could make up for it while he was still alive. He wanted me to forgive him, and see him more now that his legs are crippled. Do you know what I thought back then?”

Elsie had been down to begin with, but hearing Wilson’s words and his mention of his father, her heart ached.

She reflexively asked.

“What did you think?”

“I thought of the years my mother cried and suffered every day. I thought of all the people who’d been hurt. I thought of my mother bloody on the ground, and her look of relief as she died. I only have a twinge of pity for my father, but not a bit of filial emotion. Some damage can’t be reversed. And it’s not that I’m supposed to turn around and forgive him just because he regrets it, and that he’s in a low state now.

“Don’t burden yourself with this. Think about it. You saved those children. Now they won’t be tortured anymore and they can live normal lives. That’s something you should be happy about. That’s something you should remember.”

“I never realized you were this good at comforting people.”

Elsie couldn’t help but say that as she smiled. She always felt like Wilson was blunt with his words.

Sometimes, it made her hard to voice her troubles. But with her this depressed today, the man was comforting her so patiently. Her mood finally lifted slowly.

“I just don’t want you to burden yourself with what happened last night and blame yourself for it. It’s never had anything to do with you, and you were always a victim. Then you became a hero over what happened at the orphanage. Always remember that you saved a lot of people. If people take revenge on you over it, remember that they’re just scum. Heroes, though, or never forgotten.”

That made Elsie even happier. She hadn’t thought that what she’d done would be considered heroic by Wilson. Her eyes reddened, and she choked up a little.

“Nobody’s ever praised me like that. I always felt like I was useless. All this time, I was thinking of finding something I liked to do to earn money with, but I never found anything. I even felt like I was just wasting my days away and having you all take care of me. Just a waste of space. Thank you for saying all that to make me feel better, Wilson. Can you hold me? I want to hear your heartbeat. I think that has to be the warmest heart in the world.”

As she said that, Elsie saw Wilson stand there unmoving, his expression complicated.

Was he refusing her again? Elsie lowered her head.

“Never mind. If you don’t want to, you can go. I want to be alone for a while.”

But then Wilson walked up and sat at Elsie’s bedside, giving her a hug.

Elsie was a bit shocked in the beginning. Then she wrapped her arms happily around the man’s chest, placing her ears over his heart, listening to it thud.

She really did feel like it was the warmest heart in the world.

In the afternoon, Georgia and Elsie decided to take a walk in the hospital garden.

After all, it was too boring inside.