She finally told him the truth about why she had done that.
She did not tell anyone. After all, how could a commoner like her worry about the country and the people? She was afraid that no one would believe her and that everyone would think that she was crazy.
She looked at Michael. "You've let me and all the people of Harken down. I don't know if your father's parenting taught you to use the most despicable means to obtain a bright future, or if he too hoped that you could serve the country. I don't know if you regret your life because of this, but I hope that if there's a next life — if such a thing exists — and you can contribute to the country, please don't fail to live up to the destiny you are given."
Michael's face was red, and his suppressed emotions were on the verge of exploding. As his hands were handcuffed, and he was trying his best to control himself, his exposed skin turned red.
Monica saw it, but she did not pity him at all.
