Baby Robbie staggered as unbridled sadness flooded his handsome face. “Sis Thirteen, you were just a young child when I first met you. Back then, I loved you and tolerated everything that you did just like you were my biological sister. My feelings for you have never changed throughout the years.”
He paused and said, “I know that you’re Monster’s daughter. Blood ties are of the utmost priority. However, does Monster really love you? Have you ever thought about it? Although he’s your biological father, is his love for you really selfless?
“He sent you to the military intelligence division when you were so young and never allowed you to call him ‘Father’ in public. He taught you how to hate your enemies, but never taught you how to love others and yourself. He imposed his beliefs and principles on you. He has never cared about the consequences that you’d have to suffer.
“Sis Thirteen, not everyone deserves to be a parent in this world.” Baby Robbie turned around and fixed his clear gaze upon her. “You’re not foolish. You’ve stayed with us for so many years. You should know how much my mommy loves all of you. If you ever fell sick, she’d stay by your side throughout the night even if she isn’t in good health. She’d only go to bed after your fever cooled down.
“Sis Thirteen, Mommy has never had any expectations toward you. Her greatest wish is for you to grow up happily and healthily. How can you treat her like that? How can you do this?”
He grew emotional while speaking. Finally, he punched the wall and roared angrily, “Sis Thirteen, I regret all of this. I regret begging Mommy to take you in back then. I should’ve listened to Daddy. We shouldn’t have taken you in back then. That way, all these innocent people wouldn’t have died.”
Sis Thirteen stared at Baby Robbie in a daze. She was speechless.
However, her cold gaze seemed to warm up slightly as Baby Robbie continued chastising her.
Baby Robbie sucked in a deep breath and suddenly took out a small throwing knife from behind him. His eyes were red-rimmed as he glared at Sis Thirteen harshly.
“If I don’t punish you, how can I make it up to all those dead souls?”
Sis Thirteen sniffled and said in a low voice, “Kill me. Anyway, I shouldn’t have been kept alive all these years.”
Baby Robbie’s hand trembled as he held the throwing knife.
The sisters fixed their gazes on Baby Robbie. They felt as conflicted and uneasy as Baby Robbie did.
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