"He brought it upon himself!"
Amanda said in a heavy voice.
"At least he's still alive!"
"And I... could only watch helplessly as Simpson died on the roadside!"
Amanda's eyes reddened slightly as she glared angrily at Nick.
"It's all in the past."
Roger patted Amanda on the shoulder, comforting her softly.
"In the past?"
With a cold snort, Nick said, "Do you have any idea what Bob goes through every single night?"
"He often calls me in the middle of the night, telling me he sees Simpson's ghost haunting him, crying over and over again."
Nick clenched his fists.
"I never thought Bob could have such a fragile day!"
"Bang!"
He leaned forward and slammed his hands violently on the dining table.
"He shouldn't be the one to bear this, it should be you!"
"If you and that Betty hadn't gone the wrong way, Simpson wouldn't be dead, and Bob wouldn't need to carry this pain!"
