The old man opened his mouth, preparing to insist that the Crawfords hit him.
Yet upon speaking, he found himself telling the truth. "It was my fault. I was going too fast on my motorcycle…"
"I'm old, you know… I… I saw the car coming and couldn't react in time, so I hit it…"
The words left his children in shock!
His oldest daughter hopped to her feet, fuming. "Dad, what are you going on about?"
The oldest son was frustrated as well. "Don't be scared of them, they're trying to trap you into giving them an answer they want!"
The second son, who was the guy in the gray T-shirt from the start, said, "Dad, your mind's still foggy, isn't it? They parked the car by the side of the road, how was it your fault?"
The children piped up one after the older, blaming their father for saying the wrong thing.
The old man opened his mouth wanting to say something, but ended up keeping silent.
He could not do anything amidst his children's frustration. He was a patient who had just come out of a surgery, but could only lay there with trembling lips as his children berated him.
Helpless and pitiful.
Lilly stared at the sight before her in a daze. Had she done the right thing?
The truth amulet had, indeed, gotten the old man to tell the truth.
But because he had told the truth, he had ended up getting yelled at by his children— which mean Lilly was to blame for this.
She had thought that she had been doing the right thing, but that didn't seem to be completely the case.
Blake carried her into his arms. "I know what you're thinking about."
Children had kind, vulnerable hearts, making it easy for them to blame themselves when they saw pitiful things.
"But sometimes, what's done is done and you shouldn't look back."
"There's no need to think too much about whether you were right or wrong. Don't overcrowd that little head of yours!"
"There's even less use caring about what others think of you, as long as you know you're being a good person."
Being too kind would make you a doormat, letting others step all over you.
There was no way you could please everyone at the same time.
So, there was no point in thinking about it.
You'd made a choice, so you should stick to it! What could other people do about that?
As long as your conscience was at peace about it!
Blake was the first to leave, with Lilly in his arms.
Anthony's private medical team had also arrived. A group of medical professionals in lab coats and scrubs came in pushing a brand-new stretcher. For some reason, they looked awfully classy.
They changed the patient's bed in a matter of seconds, before pushing him out right after.
The Crawfords were not going to stay here and keep listening to the Reed children, all of them leaving at once.
The Reed children saw this, and rushed up to them at once. They blocked the door, refusing to let the Crawfords leave.
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