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

Hunter’s POV DAMN ALPHA JAXON AND HIS BETA FOR MAKING A FOOL OF ME!!! Morpheus woofed in my chest as if my humiliation was a joke! ” I liked that little Beta! She has courage! There’s something special about her that reminds me of our mate.” I scoffed at Morpheus. ” Our mate is a wolf-less nobody, remember?” ” That’s what your puny human mind believes. My instincts are never wrong. When can we see the Beta again?”

More importantly, he wasn't in a relationship with Cindy. Why didn't he come to me to explain? Suddenly, I saw Calvin walking toward me with a bouquet of red roses. It was my favorite. Cindy was sensible enough to leave. She gave Calvin a gesture of encouragement when she walked past him. "Eve, I'm sorry for missing our date. Regardless of my excuse, you must have waited a long, long time for me. That's my fault. To be honest, I knew it was you the moment you added me with your anonymous account. That's because I've seen you logging into that account in the library.

Danny rolled his eyes. "Don't pity him. He can't even read the sign over there, am I correct, Justin?" Danny asked him back and nodded at the post street sign at the end of the bridge. Justin turned his head around and stared at what Danny said. He scrutinized it for a long time, but he can't read it. Tears brimmed in his eyes and he knew he can't fight it. Danny laughed again and said, "C'mon, give up. It's a lifelong condition. You have to deal with it for the rest of your life."

He looked at her who was staring at him in a challenging manner. "Do you think I will attain these cheap tactics for your forgiveness?" He said as he chuckled a little. " It's not my fault . You made me think it's you because you are the one who wasn't ready to accept this castle , it's people and me." He said as his face turned cold again. Her jaw almost dropped. How could he blame her so easily? His statement infuriated her as she placed the cup back on the table with a sound.

“This is bad. This is so bad.” "Let me see," he said gently, taking a step toward me. I handed him the letter and watched his face as he read it. His eyes narrowed, and his brow grew dark. His jaw pulsed with tension as he finished reading it. “This is my fault,” he said softly, his voice low. “If I'd exposed him earlier, she wouldn't be in this situation.”

He actually sounds impatient and I give a small laugh. “Then it’s not just her fault for being a bad example or bad influence, and it’s not just your fault for giving her free reign to raise us. It’s both your faults. However, if you want to make a change, you can do it even without her. If you decide to change things, then you go ahead and change what you can, and eventually, she’ll join in too. But even if she doesn’t, the fault won’t be on you.” He shakes his head and starts the car.

Her stern face made it quite obvious that it wasn't up for discussion. I turned to him, feeling bad for getting him in trouble. His hair looked tousled from him constantly dragging his hand through his hair. He sat dejectedly on his chair, letting his head rest on the headrest as he watched the woman teach. I tore a sheet of paper and wrote something down, then passed it to him. It read: I'm sorry, I shouldn't have made you talk. I watched his eyes glance at my writing then he turned to me and said, "it's not your fault, I was going to talk you either way."

I said. "No no don't say that man. You're not the cause. It's evil people who have refused to move on and get a life, they are the ones who caused all this and not you, do you understand?" He said and held my neck looking me dead in the eyes. I started to tear up this was all so overwhelming for me. "Do you understand? It's not you. You're not at fault. The people who are at fault have been apprehended bro do you understand me?" He said. I nodded slightly.

So I go to sit by him on the ground. "It's not your fault," I say in a soft tone. He turns to look at me, and I can see his red, puffy eyes. My own eyes want to mirror his, but I hold myself strong. I can't be weak now. I have to be strong for both of us. "It's not your fault. Don't say it is. You couldn't have known, and even if you did, how do you know that it would've changed anything?" I ask, and he starts to shake his head.

He says, and my heart skips a beat. What nonsense is he saying!? None of this is his fault! It’s not his fault that Sal fell in love with him, and it’s not like Sal can decide who he falls in love with. He’s not a horrible person. I’d never hold my feelings against any of them, “I’m leaving.” He whispers, and my heart stops working.