Lily Irving finally came to her senses, her face stinging painfully. Her aggrieved tears fell in a constant stream, "Daddy...I'm sorry...I didn't do it on purpose just now, I just saw your injuries and was too angry. I'm sorry...please forgive me, I beg you."
Ghiovani Herd glanced at Flora and snorted coldly, "Hmph...be careful next time."
Darren Irving asked, "Dad, Mum, was what happened last night done by Emilia Johnny?"
Lily Irving said softly, "Who else could it be?"
Flora wept silently, and Ghiovani remained silent with a dark face. He didn't want to mention a single word about what happened yesterday because every time it came up, he would immediately recall everything that happened last night.
The green bruise on his forehead seemed to have been branded with a hot iron, impossible to erase for a lifetime.
