Pursuing My Ex-Wife Isn’t Easy novel Chapter 2120

Chapter 2120

For a split second, Bonnie did not know how to answer.

Sean could not help sighing when he saw how lost she had looked.

“You shouldn’t blame yourself.

The person who harmed Nikki was that bastard, and it had nothing to do with you at
all.
“If anyone were to take responsibility for what happened, that person should be me.”
Sean placed his hand on his forehead, obscuring his entire face, and said in a hoarse voice,” Nikki had already told me about her impending attack when I left the house, but I hadn’t taken her seriously.

I thought she had just said that to stop me from coming to save you, but I should have believed her, or at least…
“I should’ve brought her with me when I came to help you.

That way, not only would she have been safe, but I would’ve been able to help you at the same time…
“It’s all my fault.

I should’ve been smarter about this, and if I had, Nikki wouldn’t have gotten hurt…”
His voice was beginning to sound choked, but Bonnie could not tell if he was crying.
However, she could recognize the immense responsibility on Sean’s shoulders.

He had not only blamed anyone for this incident, apart from the bastard who raped Nikki, but he even claimed that the person who should take responsibility for what happened was him.
Bonnie could not help but be reminded of Jim.
If…
If Sean’s mother and Jim’s mother were indeed the same people…this would make them half brothers.
However, how could these two people who shared the same blood differ so much in their personalities? Jim probably had not recalled that he had left Bonnie alone in the car, almost leading to her death.
As soon as she thought of this, Bonnie closed her eyes and heaved a deep sigh.

“I… There’s nothing much I can do for you and Nikki, but if you need help-either financially or in other aspects – during any point in time, I will do everything in my power to help you.”
“I will, too,” a clear, woman’s voice rang out from behind them.
Bonnie and Sean immediately turned around.

Her hand was still wrapped in bandages from the burns she suffered at Landry Mansion because of Charlotte.
A few meters behind her stood Luke, cold and aloof as ever.
He was wearing only a white shirt, and it was clear to whom the jacket draped over Gwen belonged to.