The Perfect Wife's Perfect Revenge novel Chapter 951

Connor looked at Marcus and suddenly spoke.

"Am I really that unlikable?"

Marcus shifted his gaze to him, studying him for several seconds before answering.

"I don't know if other people find you unlikable, but I don't. I'm your uncle. We look out for our own."

Connor let out a sudden, bitter laugh.

"You don't hate me because you're my uncle. Is it just the blood tie, then? So why did my parents abandon me?"

Marcus sighed. He set his pen down, finally deciding to tell the truth. He didn't want the boy to blindly resent his dead parents due to his amnesia. He had no idea if Connor would ever recover his memories, but he couldn't let his pity for the young man tarnish the legacy of his own brother and sister-in-law.

"Your parents didn't abandon you."

Connor felt a surge of pure rage.

"What the hell are you talking about? You've always told me they dumped me because they didn't want me. Are you trying to whitewash them now?"

Marcus stared directly into Connor's eyes.

"I'm not lying. Gwyn, the girl you grew up with, knows the whole story. Your parents didn't pack up and leave you behind. They've been dead for a long time."

"Let's pretend I believe you. Tell me exactly what happened."

Marcus flicked his ashes, studying his nephew. There was a subtle shift in the young man's demeanor, a newfound gravity he couldn't quite pinpoint.

The truth was the truth. He wouldn't hide the reality of his brother and sister-in-law's deaths any longer.

"I saw it happening, but my hands were tied. I wanted to protect you from the pain of losing them, so I spun a web of lies. I never intended for you to hate them. But you've crossed a line, and I refuse to sit here and listen to you spit on their memory anymore.