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13- Blame

Gasping, Annalise took a step back, mouth gaped, not believing his Father hit his son openly.

Shutting his eyes, Vincent looked away, curling his hand in a fist. But, the sorrow which plastered on his features was clear. His action hurt him.

“I am sorry, Father, please. I swear, I didn’t mean to.” His trembling tone came, shaking a little.

Holding the hem of her dress, she never fathomed Mr Beckham to take this action without thinking twice or asking before.

“It was just for fun-” He tried to reason with extreme difficulty. Clearly, disquiet crept on his features.

“Did I let you remain in that damn institute for fun!?” He yelled, hitching Vincent’s breath. Explaining the reason why Vincent was dreading.

“I shouldn’t have listened to you and continued your studies here. I should have sent you far away to become a better man.” He growled, losing his patience with Vincent who was fretful, wiping his eyes with his sleeves.

“I am sorry, Father. But, why do you always want me to leave?
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