Chapter 840: Chapter 840

“Then why’d you bring them here?”

Sure enough, my father’s words confirmed my initial guess.

“When I learned that you contacted them, I thought you must’ve encountered some difficulties in the Thorn Edge Pack.

I knew you wouldn’t contact them for no reason.

So, I brought them here.

”

I sputtered, at a loss how to react.

My father once again surprised me.

He continued, “I also brought a lot of your mother’s old jewelry.

Although Marley sold quite a few of them, I was able to track them down and get them back.

I decided to leave them all to you before I leave.

You can do whatever you want with them.

”

Stunned, I was so touched.

But I still wasn’t used to the sudden change in my father’s attitude.

It seemed to happen out of the blue, and I wasn’t prepared at all.

I averted my gaze and asked, “Are you trying to be a good father all of a sudden? It’s a little late for that.

”

My father sighed deeply, conveying regret, self-reproach, and guilt.

His eyes showed so much complex emotions that he nearly seemed overwhelmed.

“I’m so sorry, Debra.

” Lowering his head, my father spoke in a trembling voice.

“You might not believe me now, but I was so happy when you were born.

Me, you, and your mother-the three of us led a very happy life.

But later, things went sour, and I know it was all my fault.

Please forgive me, Debra.

”

Debra’s POV:

I tightened my lips and turned my head away.

I didn’t want to accept his apology.

However, I was certain that my heart was beginning to thaw to his appeals.

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Technically, most of my past troubles were caused by Marley.

But amidst a tangle of misunderstandings, it was my father who pushed me off the edge.

In those days, my father’s lack of faith in me, combined with his reputation, led to my expulsion from the pack.

This gave Marley the opportunity to orchestrate Vicky’s demise through Leonel’s hands.

But things were different now.

The Roz District was facing a world of trouble, and my father, despite pack interests, sided with me.

He even extended his support for resolving the Roz District’s issues.

He was willing to use my mother’s jewelry to make amends.

He didn’t appear as terrible as I had thought.

My thoughts were in disarray.

The deep-seated anger I’d held on to for years was hard to release.

I found myself trapped in a tormenting state of hesitation.

“Debra, have you read your mother’s diary?” My father’s voice pulled me out of my reverie.