Chapter 137 It Was My Fault

His wife had been traumatized after that incident which was why they also left city M so she could forget those awful memories but it didn’t help much as she would sometimes fall sick, after dreaming of her dead brother and his wife. And the doctor feared that she might develop mental illness. “ It was my fault… all my fault…poor child. My poor little pearl. “ the woman sobbed silently and both son and father sighed.