Chapter 118

"Daddy, your back..." She suddenly reached out and hugged Alston's leg, her voice choked up. Alston's body stiffened. He had just turned away from Gladys, and she must have seen the blood seeping through the bandage on his back, turning it slightly red. So she felt guilty? Could Gladys really be so kind-hearted? After all, she was Cecilia's daughter, and Cecilia only cared about herself. Alston pressed his lips together and heard Gladys, her voice trembling, say, "Daddy, was it because of the roller coaster earlier that your back is bleeding? I won't play anymore... Daddy, I'm sorry, it's all Gladys's fault!" Alston's movement to light the cigarette became even stiffer. After a moment, he extinguished the cigarette, pulled Gladys aside, and spoke coldly, "If you want to play, then play! Why cry? It's pathetic!" Gladys shook her head, holding onto Alston's fingertip. She seemed tired from playing; her palm was damp with sweat. Alston felt a bit repulsed. He withdrew his finger and took