Novel & Cerita It's Not His Fault He Can't Read

"Sorry, Julian." "Don't worry, my dear. This is not your fault. He is by no means a stupid guy. He always thinks before doing anything. He knew clearly that he was allergic. Yet he still did this. He knew what would happen. It's not your fault. You don't have to feel guilty."

I’m bare in body, heart, and soul before this gorgeous man. His slate-blue hazels search my chocolate ones in a desperate search for what he knows he needs to see. Touching my face softly, he presses the side of his face against mine, holding me tighter. “It’s not your fault…I failed you both. I promised that day and yet…” “Don’t dare, Buttercup…it’s not your fault. You’ve been the best father out there to our child. You were supportive and came running after the enemy to get us back…you performed your role exceptionally…you did nothing wrong. I’m the one at fault here.”

, said her sister. "What is my fault, Choti? I loved him so much more than myself. THAT IS MY ONLY FAULT, THAT IS MY ONLY FAULT", saying this she hugged her sister. AT THE SAME TIME "Bhai stop it. You are drinking too much", his brother said with concern. "What is my fault laddu? I trusted her more than myself. THAT IS MY ONLY FAULT", he said in his drunken voice. Whose fault is this that they’re in this situation?

he said. “ Neo, don't be hard on yourself, She would come around. I just hope she doesn't grow with that bitterness,” “ I hope so too Naya, I really do.”

It wasn’t his fault. It wasn’t his fault. It wasn’t his fault. one two three four five one two three four five one two three four five He was a monster. He was a monster. He was a monster. It wasn’t his fault. It wasn’t his fault. It wasn’t his fault. one two three four five one two three four five one two three four five It was Jasper’s fault.

Hesitantly, and slightly hurt, I bend down to pick it up and read it. “What you’re reading is the debt I have incurred from losing that deal, and IT IS ALL YOUR FUCKING FAULT!” He suddenly raises his voice at me and I flinch. “If you’re not so incapable as a person, and even worse, as a woman, what on earth can you possibly do right?” “What…?” I manage to stutter, my brain in shambles, so many things I want to say and yet shock and surprise would not make the words easy to come out.

I explained sadly. He held my hands in his,turning me to stare down at him. "Look,you do not owe anyone any explanation,do you understand?Its not your fault.It was never your fault and it will never be your fault.so do not be ashamed of it and do not give a man about What people might say about you."he said stating intensely into my eyes.

He was burning up a little. “It isn’t her fault,” He tried to say but I didn’t understand. He was speaking in a slur. He was finding it hard to place his words. "Take water," I offered him. He drank it and looked very much alive. His eyes remained closed as the color returned to his face. “Whose fault are you talking about?” I asked, his eyes were still shut as he spoke to me. “Natalia, she isn’t the one,” He repeated.

Gentle. “I’m sorry,” he whispered. “I never knew they would come. I never wanted you to face that again.” My heart squeezed. His touch made me cry harder. I shook my head. “It’s not your fault,” I choked. “It’s me. It’s always me. I only bring trouble… shame… pain.” He moved closer. His hand slid down, holding mine. His fingers were firm, like he was trying to keep me from falling apart. “Don’t say that. Don’t ever say that again. You’re not the one at fault. They are. Him. His family. Not you.”

I hugged him, wanting to give him all my strength and take away his pain. “It’s not your fault.” I tried to console him but he wasn’t having it. “You know damn well that it was.” “No, it wasn’t. I am sure he would have found another way. He had his eyes set on her and everyone in the royal family who wasn’t on his side. His beef with the family started years before you were born, There’s no way you would have known. You aren’t a mind reader.” I told him. I wanted so much for him to believe my words that it wasn’t his fault because there was so much more that I needed to tell him and I was scared that he would blame himself for not knowing. It’s not like he could be everywhere at the same tim