Chapter 210 Rules
Whitney was stunned.
She lowered her head and avoided eye contact with her. With a bitter smile on her face, she said, "He ... didn't say anything. He just asked me to take good care of you."
Viola frowned and looked very serious. Obviously, she didn't believe what she said.
Whitney continued, "In fact, I don't blame you for his death at all. It's all my fault. If I hadn't been so mean to you and had treated you well, maybe you wouldn't have divorced him and he wouldn't have tried to get you back..."
She couldn't continue, and tears fell again.
Viola handed her a box of tissue. Her eyes turned red again and she choked with sobs. "Whether you are honest to me this time or not, I will personally go to the old house the day after tomorrow and return it to you."
"Really?"
Whitney cried even harder. "I'm sorry. You are such a good girl. I didn't cherish you before. I'm really sorry!"
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