It's Not His Fault He Can't Read Novels & Stories

Here is the accusation I dreaded he would make sooner or later. “ It’s not my fault. ” I tell him. “ But it’s your mother’s. ” He shrugs his shoulders, coming to stop right in front of me. “ I am not accountable for her mistakes. ” It’s shameful of me, my soul screams at me. The smile which had faltered over his lips comes back, wider this time. “ Good. ” He pats my shoulder. Unlike others who can not touch me, his hand lands over my shoulder, making contact.

Especially when the news is about me. “You don't know, do you?” He asked me with a raised brow and I shook my head. “Everyone thought that you were just irresponsible and lazy since you weren't able to handle a dozen rogues. I just found out that it was not your fault because all you have been taught by now is to run.” The words were not supposed to humiliate me but I felt degraded.

" Tears rolled down his cheeks. That's enough!! I’m here to keep my Sammy happy, not to make him cry. Yes, he has made a lot of mistakes, but not on purpose. It was feelings, emotions, and misunderstandings. I sat on my knees while cupping his face. "You idiot, you have made me wait a lot." He looked at me. "Sammy, it's not your fault. You haven't done anything on purpose. " "I know about my Sammy. That's why I’m still with you. You are not bad, but a very good human."

"He's reckless. He will sacrifice lives to get what he wants. We will not." I bite down and bear the pressure of frustration. I beg my mind to spark with any kind of idea, but it truly feels like we've reached the end of the road. "Fine," I mutter, "okay. Let's just get tomorrow over with then. I don't want to think about it anymore." His shoulders drop. "I know this isn't what you want to hear. I'm sorry." "It's not your fault," I mumble and stand to get dressed myself. "This just shouldn't be possible. He shouldn't be able to do that to her-what kind of mate would? What kind of goddess would allow this?"

"I do not see how this is possible, Mr Martin, pardon." "Miss, you are one of the most responsible and educated women I know, honest and humble, hardworking, and never gives up." Mr Martin looked at his own hands in shame. "and my son ... he harmed you, and since then, I can not sleep knowing that I have harmed you." "that's not true sir; it's not your fault. "Yes, my son's education is my fault, but since his mother died ... he has not been the same, he has drunk more, spent more, arranged more problems and has been left aside even by his friends. "

Now he turns, his face a mask of agony as his voice strains helplessly, “It’s not your fault. If you’re looking for who to blame, put it on me for letting you bear your burden alone and being incapable of easing the weight.” What is he saying to me? No, don’t say that. “You’ve done nothing wrong, it’s me. Charles, this isn’t...” Isn’t what? Do I really have the stand to convince him otherwise right now? I can’t further on, biting my words back along my retreat. “Danika.” He’s in my face in the next moment, startling me out of resuming my misery to see his dim orbs and blank face, bearing down on me so intently that I forget to respire and blink my eyes.

That I am illiterate because I don't know how to read? If that is what he's talking about then I am so amazed how fast the news spreads. "Yes, Alpha." Why is he asking if I am illiterate? Will he give me work that needs someone who can read and write, or is he going to fire me because he doesn't want his maid to be illiterate? I hope it's not the latter… "I didn't know you're this dumb." "..." H-ha? Dumb? Who's he calling dumb? Just because I couldn't read and write their language means I am dumb?

I'm so sorry Adrian I muttered, if it wasn't for me being here none of this would have ever happened. “Little mate” he muttered as he lifted my chin up with his fingers so that I was looking into his eyes. “None of this is your fault okay? The only ones to blame are the sick people who did this, do you understand me?” His voice was firm but soft all at the same time, wanting to make sure his point was made but also not raising his voice enough so that it would startle me.

But now we have to wait for our own mate to come to us as if the eight years we have waited for her is not enough. “Well of course she will! Don’t lose hope okay?”. I cheered him up. Knowing Xiao I know that he feels all these are his fault because of the way he reacted the first time. I don’t want him thinking that and then fall into self blame. I don’t need that situation now. Things will become harder than it is currently. “Listen man, for the one hundred time, it’s not your fault all this is happening okay? So stop blaming yourself”. I cooked him and before he could reply, we heard a knock at the door.

“He fainted right after he left your room. How come you didn’t hear anything?” “I went to the balcony after our conversation.” he gulped. “Well, he fainted and now the doctor is with him.” “No wonder,” I heard him mumble while he rubbed his neck. “No wonder what?” “I was feeling weird. I thought it was because I was angry, but it was because he got hurt.” he sighed. “Why did you reject him?” I asked. “Is that even a question, Matt?” he rolled his eyes. “He’s an alpha, did you forget?”