She looked terrible, even her makeup was crying off. Only one night had passed, but she seemed to have aged a few years.

She looked at us and asked, "How is father doing?"

"The operation was successful."

Patrick answered, but his expression looked bad.

Dulcie heaved a sigh of relief and said, "Good."

Then she turned around and was about to leave.

Patrick said, "Aunt Dulcie, you don't have to blame yourself. It's just that Roger used you."

"I blame myself for being stupid." Dulcie stood there, with her back to us and her head lowered. "I know it quite well in my heart. How could such a handsome, good...