Spencer Sullivan held onto his clothes with one hand.
He didn't know how to express his pain.
Over the past two years, the punishment he received was nothing compared to what Jasmine Young said: "She married the man she loved." He would rather have Yvonne Young hate him.
He had given her so much torment, she had always been spoiled and pampered by her family—her whole life's suffering and difficulties were brought by him, and in the end, he was the reason she lost her life.
How could he ever be worthy of her love?
He misunderstood her time and time again, and never once trusted her.
Spencer Sullivan's hand bled as it rubbed against the tombstone, but he didn't feel a thing.
He wanted to stay here forever, guard this place, and die here.
Zachary Young, seeing Spencer Sullivan like this, clenched and unclenched his fists.