Chapter 904

Howard sat quietly beside Corey, eagerly awaiting any progress on their plan. Barbara excused herself to make a pot of tea, allowing the brothers to converse privately. Howard looked at Corey's legs, covered by the blanket, and asked, "Corey, do you still go to the altar room to recite scriptures?" Corey followed his gaze to his legs. "When the pain subsides, I do." "Why put yourself through it? In the end, you haven't committed any grave sins. There's no need to burden yourself with so much guilt. When will you stop torturing yourself? It's time to let go," Howard sighed. Corey chuckled lightly. "Now that I've resigned and become a homebody. I'm living aimlessly with no goals and feel like a walking corpse. It's only when I recite scriptures that I feel alive again. Perhaps one day, I'll earn her forgiveness." Howard knew exactly who Corey referred to. Another long sigh escaped Howard's lips. He did not know how to persuade Corey to let go. The air grew still, and