Chapter 110
- Mrs. Diane walked into the room and found her husband sitting on the bed, his upper body propped against the headboard, a novel resting in his hands. She moved closer, standing beside him, her voice trembling with pain.
- ''Won’t you ask me about your son?'' She said.
- Mr. Fabian didn’t lift his eyes from the book. His tone was cold. ''He isn’t dead, is he? And why should I care about him when he chose his own path?''