"It's because you are so pathetic that a child felt the need to interfere in your marriage! It's all because of you! Do you think I blame Siying? The kids just tried to cover up the mess that you have created!"
Zhiyuan stiffened. He faintly smiled. "I know. It's my fault. It's all...my fault. If I…"
If I had realized my feelings sooner, Siying wouldn't have had to take all the stress. He wouldn't have ever realized that our marriage was different from Ah Cy and Liang's. It's all my mistake.
He clenched his fist as the guilt weighed heavily on him. A three-year-old child wasn't supposed to worry about his parent's marriage and fear their separation.
"Grandpa, how many times have I told you to stop blaming Zhiyuan all the time?" Xinyi pursed her lips.
"And how many times have I told you to stop defending him in front of me!" Han Huizhong glared at her.
