Chapter 972: No Amount of Money is a Problem!

"Bang——"

As Su Yiru finished speaking, Ye Zhanxing's hand whipped across the table, knocking everything onto the floor, his hands tightly grasping the small tabletop.

"It's all my fault, I should have checked at the time, instead of assuming she truly fell in love with another man. Even a little more doubt would have prevented them, mother and daughter, from ending up in such a state today."

"So, are you blaming me as well? If I hadn't come to you back then, you wouldn't have returned to America early..." Su Yiru sobbed uncontrollably, her body trembling slightly as she took a few steps back.

Bent over in agony, she choked up, unable to speak.

"Yiru..."

Ye Zhanxing's gaze sharpened, and he realized what he had said. Propping himself up, he got out of bed and pulled Su Yiru into his arms.

"I'm sorry."

Without Su Yiru, he would have been dead by now. He had no right to blame her.

The debt he owed to Su Yiru, he reckoned, could never be paid off in this lifetime.