Chapter 801

Even though he knew that those were all traps set by Kimberly, that it was Kimberly who caused his family to be destroyed, he could still choose to forgive!

This is what makes me feel the most cold-hearted.

I didn’t say anything more, just squeezed his hand tightly.

However, he refused to let go.

He choked and said to me, “I also hate her, really. When I found out that all those bad things were her doing, I really hated her. I wanted to kill her.”

“But I couldn’t do it, Ralda, do you understand? I really couldn’t do it. I hated her, but I also loved her to the core. She also told me that she regretted it, saying she would definitely turn over a new leaf. She was also very painful; she didn’t want that. She was just blinded by jealousy.”

I laughed coldly.

Up to now, he has still been speaking up for Kimberly.

Honestly, I felt that I had said enough to him.

I forcefully pushed away his hand and turned to look at him. Passing him, I also saw Kimberly standing in the house, her eyes like a snake’s or a scorpion’s.

In this way, a malicious and insane woman, Quentin actually believed that she would reform, which is ridiculous.

I coldly said to Quentin, “I don’t want to say more about the others. If you don’t want to avenge my mother, then I will do it. Also, in the future, it’s best to stay away from my children. I don’t want them to be bothered by some lunatic.”

“Fortunately, nothing happened today, otherwise…”

“She wasn’t like this before. She clearly liked children very much and was very gentle with the children in the orphanage. I thought…”

“What did you think? Did you think she would like my child with Reynaldo? Did you think she would treat my two children well, like all ‘aunts,’ care for them, love them?”

I coldly sneered, “Quentin, you are really naive and somewhat ridiculous. She is Kimberly, the one who was so jealous of me that she didn’t hesitate to harm my mother and Ms. Versta. Do you think she would treat my child kindly?”

Quentin was left speechless by my words, his face full of despair.

I didn’t want to say a word, just took Essie and Roddy and left.

Walking out of the yard, Roddy turned back and said to me, “Mom, Uncle is still standing there, as if crying.”

I said lightly, “He is not really an uncle, so don’t follow him in the future.”

Essie glanced at me and asked quietly, “Mommy, are you angry?”

I didn’t say anything, holding my breath and taking them into the taxi.

The two little ones saw that my face was not right, and they dared not speak.

When I got back to the hotel, Vonnie hadn’t returned yet.

I ordered dinner for the two little ones on my phone and then prepared to take a shower and rest.

Today, perhaps because of getting caught in the rain, my head hurt a lot, as if it was going to explode.

Roddy poured me a glass of warm water with a keen eye.

Essie nestled into my arms and timidly asked, “Mommy, are you really angry?”

“No,” I said listlessly.

Essie pouted, “Yes, that’s right. Every time Mom gets angry, it’s like this.”

I sighed and pulled them over, asking very seriously, “Who allowed you to follow strangers so casually? It’s one thing for you to secretly go find your father, but why do you believe whatever others say and follow them?”

Roddy pouted and said, “Johnathan is not a stranger.”