Chapter 93 Sherry Found Her Way

Standing quietly, that cool little face was emotionless and was calm. The dark pupils were filled with strange emotions and looked exactly like himself. “Master, your father misses your mother a lot. Don’t blame him and it had nothing to do with you!” Mrs. Howe comforted him as she wiped his tears. How much of the father’s words could a five year old child endure? Mrs. Howe tried to comfort William but the small boy shook his head. “Mrs. Howe, I understand. I know that I lost my mother when she gave birth to me. It’s my fault! It’s all my fault!” The voice of a five year old child should be innocent but his was mature and rigid. William turned and walked into the garden. Even the sun could not warm up his loneliness and burden. “What are you thinking of?” Dan didn’t receive his answer and asked again. Dan’s words broke John’s train of thought and once he came to his senses, he looked at those eyes and his heart strangely ached. Vivien, why do this child’s eyes look so much like y