"I was the one who dragged her mother down, causing her to wait for me in misery for her entire life. I made her the target of condemnation."
The old Madam Ford's expression instantly darkened upon hearing what the old Master Shaw had to say. ¹ Hmph! Then you deserve to be scolded! I should be yelling at you too! You old bast*rd!"
Sean looked at his mother. "Mom..."
"Let the old bast*rd speak! If he says anything wrong, I am going to bash his brains in with my cane today as his sister-in-law!"
"Okay, Mom. Okay."
"Go on, old bast*rd!" The old lady commanded while poking at the old Master Shaw with her cane.
"Oh, okay, sister-in-law," the old Master Shaw continued, "for my whole life, I had always thought that I did the right thing, that I didn't betray my wife. Even when some other woman gave birth to my child, I refused to acknowledge them! I was absolutely capable of not showing any mercy, and I didn't. I even treated the kids of my relatives better than the child that woman gave birth to, and I was proud of it. I didn't see my daughter again until she was already fifty. My child never asked to be brought to this world. It was me! It was because of my recklessness that she
was dragged into this world, and yet I neglected her. It was me who allowed my own daughter to stray for half a century; it was me who ganged up with my relatives to humiliate and hurt her in every way possible. She was so young and desperately needed her father to take care of her, and all I've given her was the opposite. I held my relative's daughter in my arms and that relative's daughter lived like a prideful white swan in front of my real daughter with superiority, when my daughter lived a life less than a common beggar. That's how my child spent her entire childhood. I had the money to send my relatives' child overseas to live the best, most luxurious life, when my daughter lived under the sewers. I don't think there's any old man more foolish than me in this world, so even if my daughter calls me an old bast*rd or old geezer, I would still think that she was being merciful. My dear sister-in-law, after I speak for my daughter today, beat me to death if you want to. My life is simply unbearable now. Every time I think back to when my relatives ganged up against my daughter with my approval, I couldn't bring myself to face all the ancestors of the Shaw Family. I've brought shame t o them!" The old Master Shaw wailed, as tears streamed down his cheek and down his neck. 1
He looked Gloria and Sabrina in the eyes and said," Gloria, Sabbie, you two don't have to forgive me. I won't ask for your forgiveness. Daddy just wants to tell you, Gloria, though I know that nothing can make u p for the pain I have caused you since you were young, but today, I am still going to shamelessly protect you and Sabbie for once. Gloria, could you give Daddy a chance to do that?"
Gloria didn't respond.
Marcus looked over at Gloria apologetically. "Auntie, will you give Grandpa a chance?"
Gloria had not imagined that this was how things would turn out to be. She stared at the old Master Shaw in awe and asked in a serene tone, "Can you tell me what kind of trap this is?"
A bitter expression appeared on the old Master Shaw's face. He gave up on begging for Gloria's permission, and instead turned to glare at Jennie furiously.
"Un-uncle, don't...don't you care for me the most?"
"Are we even related by blood?" The old Master Shaw questioned.
They could not reply.
"Spill! What did you do to harm Gloria and Sabbie? Start talking, or I'll have your head today!" The old Master Shaw roared.
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