"You don't have to blame yourself for what happened to Bonnie, Mother," Jim
interrupted Rosalyn before she could even finish her sentence.
His gaze became distant as he continued, "I know that you were the one who produced the poison that landed Bonnie in this coma.
"Yesterday...! went to visit Nikki at the police station in secret, and she revealed that my mother Lucy had intended to use this poison to take her life.
"After coming out of the police station, I investigated the clinic from which Lucy got the poison, and I discovered that...the doctor who gave her the drug was a friend of yours."
He turned to stare at Rosalyn. "You were the one who produced the drug, weren't you. Mother?"
He let out a bitter chuckle and added, "I should've guessed. Who else in Merchant City would be capable of producing such a lethal poison apart from you, Mother?
"Still, you had no idea that the doctor had requested this poison from you on Lucy's behalf, and you didn't know that Lucy would have a change of heart and choose not to take it in the end...
"In a twist of fate, the poison ended up killing the woman I love the most.
"Perhaps this had been written in the stars; perhaps this was the price I had to pay in return for your many years of unconditional love."
Jim turned to stare at Rosalyn's pale face." However, I don't blame you. No matter what you did, you would do it with only good intentions, and I'm sure that when you first manufactured this drug, you never thought it would end up in Nikki's hands."
Rosalyn bit her lip when she heard this. " Actually, Jim—"
"Actually, Mother-in-law had been stricken by guilt over this," Joshua interjected, smiling. "She's been trying to think of a way to apologize to you and Bonnie."
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