Chapter 257 Not a Pro in That
Joaquin looked into her sincere gaze, her puffy eyes, and her tears, and he finally nodded. As long as she knows repentance. Maybe she just cares about Daddy too much. Besides, Jamie only suffered diarrhea, nothing much. And she knows what she did was wrong. I can give her a chance.
Meredith hugged him. “Thank you, Jojo. Thank you for forgiving me. I’ll do my best to be a good mommy from now on. You’re all I have left, so let’s support each other, huh?”
Joaquin caressed her back gently. For the first time in his life, he thought of Meredith as his own mother. At the Fowler Residence.
John sat on his rocking chair at the balcony, his eyes closed. He had aged a lot over these few days. As he reminisced about the past and saw Jameson in his memories, he felt suffocated.
John had always loved Jameson that bit more than Joaquin, for the boy was a smooth talker, a cheeky little brat, and a persistent boy. He could always make people laugh, lightening everyone around him up, especially an old man like him, but then, he was gone just like that.
Helen walked in without a sound and put a teapot on the coffee table. “Have some tea. Are you still missing Jamie? We can’t bring back the dead. Be at peace.” John’s eyes were still closed. “How is he?”
John never wanted to beat up his son so badly. He knew Pierre was already awake, but he didn’t have the courage to visit him at the hospital. Pierre was his son, but he let Jameson’s murderer go. That put him in a dilemma.
“He’s already awake, and all seems well. The doctor says they need to observe him though,” Helen answered. “I see.” John cared about Pierre, but he didn’t show it.
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