Chapter 424: Too Late For Repentance
Jerome looked at Ralph and his voice was as calm as a trickling stream. There was no anger, there was no vengeance; just calmness.
"Your truth was never THE truth, Ralph. You were lied to by Dorothy. There might be two sides to a story, but there are no sides in truth. There is only one truth. There can’t be versions of the truth. The truth might be bitter like medicine, but it is good for your soul to heal if you accept it. Accept it and-"
"Will I be let go?" Ralph looked at Jerome and then ended up laughing maniacally. "If I accept THE truth, will I be let go?"
"Why? Why Jerome? Why didn’t you show me all these ten years back? Why did you make me do all those things to hurt others?"
He knelt on the floor with his forehead touching the ground and started banging his head.
"If I had known... If I had an idea... Even if I had a little doubt that Dorothy lied, I wouldn’t have dedicated my life to this... What a waste! My entire life was a waste... With everything I had... I could’ve ... Even Arnold Belfauger advised me to live well with what I have... But I..."
He crawled towards Talia.
"I even did that despicable thing to her... I hurt her and I..." he banged his hands on the floor and blood started to ooze out from the wounds.
"Why didn’t you show me these earlier, Jerome? Why?"
He wailed loudly.
Talia saw her grandpa rubbing his chest and brought him out. She saw him getting pale and she got scared.