Chapter 1932 Don’t Cry
Suddenly, Tamsine reacted strongly and shook her head profusely, denying Lucas' words.
"No, I didn't! I haven't changed. You’re the one who killed me, and I'm not going to let you off with it. Lucas, you're
talking nonsense!"
"I’m not talking nonsense!"
Lucas snorted.
His voice was so loud that even Rosalie and Byron could hear him from outside.
Jonah held his hands together, pacing back and forth, worrying that something would happen.
"Aunt Tamara, don't forget, you poisoned the food. You wanted to kill your sister to cripple her. That way, you could
be with my dad forever, right?"
Lucas had decided to use the hard way. Maybe it might trigger his 'Aunt Tamara' and make her do something
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However, right now, that was all he could do.
"Lucas, I didn't do that! I didn't do that!"
"Aunt Tamara, don't run away from it! You did it! You even tried to stop me from telling my mom. Why don't you tell
me what I did wrong by wanting to let my mother know?"
Lucas had been in the psychological medicine field for so many years. He never thought he would one day
communicate with someone else's second personality and even argue with them.
The subconscious mind was different from the conscious mind, which was according to the will of the patient. The
conscious mind was not.
"It was you who killed me!"
'Yes, that’s right! I blame myself too! I had no choice but to protect my mother. What you did was wrong, Aunt
Tamara. What I did was not. I never wanted you to die."
It seemed that it was a little effective. 'Aunt Tamara's' consciousness seemed to be less aggressive.
However, her expression was still full of hatred, and her eyes burned with anger.
"My nephew, how can you still be alive? You should blame yourself! You should die! Did your mother ever really
forgive you? How could your mother do this? I'm her sister!"
When Lucas heard this, the sadness in his eyes deepened.
He understood why his mother, Tamsine, got insane and even developed a second personality. The most
fundamental reason was that she still felt that her sister's death was partly because of her.
With another personality, she could vent her emotions.
"Aunt Tamara, my mother has always been very sad. Your death was too painful for my mother. Too painful,
indeed."
Thinking of his mother's experience in the past ten years, Lucas' voice sounded sad.
"Aunt Tamara, you're my mother's sister, but you had the heart to hurt her. Do you think you were right to do so?
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and for all. Our family can no longer endure the torture you brought to us!
"My mother has done enough. She treated you better than anything, and her biggest mistake was to let you get to
know my dad and have those malicious thoughts. You were the one who made the biggest mistake! How dare you
continue to pester us?!"
Those questions he attacked her with showed he had taken his mother as his aunt, Tamara.
He raised his head with a complex expression.
'Aunt Tamara,’ sitting opposite Lucas, was at a loss for words. Her hands shuddered, and she looked reluctant to
accept that.
"Is that so? Is it really so? Am I the one who made a mistake?" She still wanted to explain.
However, her expression froze the next second as if she was startled.
Then, her gaze became soft.
"Lucas, I heard you! Lucas, are you okay?
"My dear son, don't cry!"