Torn Between Love and Hate

Chapter 71 Why Were You Repenting?

Deborah didn't understand what he meant for a while and asked him lightly, "What do you mean?"

Ashton was obviously agitated. His eyes were wide open, and he said, "I said, where did you put Alyssa's ashes?"

Rodger came in from the outside and stopped Ashton in a cold voice. "Ashton, if you still have some dignity, don't bother Deborah again at this time."

Ashton killed his own daughter, and now he was clamoring for the ashes. Even a bystander like Rodger found Ashton's behavior to be

disgusting.

Deborah ignored Ashton and looked at Rodger. "Dr. Denard, what do you mean?"

Rodger sighed, but he still told the truth. "I used Alyssa's hair to do another paternity test for Ashton.

"The result shows Alyssa is his biological daughter. The previous result was wrong because Ashton carries two different sets of DNA, which is rare to see."

Ashton's face was a little distorted. The words he had planned to say to force Deborah to hand over Alyssa's ashes were hard to speak

out of now.

Deborah looked at him, acting like a fool, and smiled

Ashton couldn't help feeling regretful and said with some guilt, "Deborah, I misunderstood before. You just give me Alyssa's ashes. I

will properly bury her, and I need to repent of my sins."

"Repent my a s s Deborah looked at him with a smile, and her voice was very calm.

Ashton's face was a little stiff, and he said again after a while. "It's because someone tampered with it. It's not like I didn't take blood for a paternity test before

"I remembered that Ernest was the one who did the test that time, so it was obvious that he lied to me Don't worry. I will make him

pay the price and give Alyssa an explanation"

Deborah was really disgusted by his words and interrupted him. "Why don't you just die?"

Ashton stopped talking abruptly, and his throat was so dry that when he opened his mouth again, he was unable to say a word.

Deborah looked at him indifferently "Ashton, if you really want to repent, you can jump off the cliff by yourself. In that way, you and Alyssa will suffer the same pain. Then, you can apologize to Alyssa in person in heaven. That is repentance."

She paused and looked at Ashton with a pale face. Instead of standing here and still sparing no effort to push all the responsibilities

and faults on an insignificant person."

To put it bluntly, what was Ernest? What was Helen?

As long as Ashton paid slight attention or used his brain, what could they even do something with their weak troublemaking skills?

There was surveillance in the hospital, and there were Irrelevant people during the test, so the test could be done again in another hospital

Even a bystander doctor could tell that Alyssa and Ashton looked alike

The truth was basically written in front of Ashton's eyes.

But he didn't look at it and he didn't believe it.

He just preferred to close his eyes, cover his head, and be set up by others

Now that the truth could no longer be concealed and was exposed, he ran over and asked regretfully. "Where's Alyssa's ashes?"

Ashton said with a deep voice, "The matter has already happened, and I can only do my best to make up for it."

Deborah sneered "Who needs it?"

Ashton was a little speechless. "Deborah, listen to me..."

"Who needs you to make up for it? Do you think the ashes need it, or me, who has one foot in the grave?" Deborah's voice was calm,

without much emotion.

In the past, she dreamed of the day when Ashton would admit Alyssa was his daughter.

In her imagination, if that day came, she might cry with joy, feel extremely wronged, or even lose control of her emotions.

But now, the truth was finally clearly presented to Ashton.

But there were no changes in her heart or no emotional fluctuations. She just felt a little ridiculous, so she couldn't help laughing.

Ashton said cautiously, "Can you give me Alyssa's ashes? If you really don't want to, you can just let me take a look. I won't take it away. I'll just take a look." What else could he do now? Alyssa had died, and her body was cremated.

He could see nothing but her ashes

That child had stood by his side countless times, carefully called him daddy, and looked at him pitifully with fearful and expectant

eyes.

There was one time he braided her hair, and it was all crooked, but she laughed so happily.

But he had never even called her by name, and even when he donated bone marrow to her to save her life, he was trying to force Deborah to have a baby and then let Alyssa leave Flora Villa.

Until she died, all she heard only was Ashton calling her a bas ta rd.

Ashton had never called her by her name.

Ashton still remembered that once when she had a fever, she grabbed the hem of her clothes and asked him in a low voice, "Dad, can you give me a fly-up to the sky hug once? For other children, their dads would lift them high."

How did he respond then?

He pushed her away, looked at her with disgust and said, "Go away!"

After going out, Helen fainted outside, and he immediately camed Helen up and left in a hurry

At that time, he seemed to be able to feel Alyssa's lonely gaze behind him through a door.

That was his daughter, his blood.

Ashton couldn't accept this fact, looked at Deborah, and begged, "Just let me see Alyssa's ashes please."

Deborah looked at him with a smile. "When I just found out that you were going for a paternity test, I threw Alyssa's ashes in the trash

can outside the door. It's in the corridor outside. Go and have a look."

Ashton looked at her sadly. "I want to hear the truth."

Deborah still had the same expression. "How many times have you told me this sentence? Ashton, I told you a long time ago. If you don't believe me, don't ask me."

Ashton panicked and immediately shook his head. "No. I believe you. I'll go find it, and I'll bring it back."

He turned around and walked out of the ward. There was a large trash can in the corridor outside the door with a black trash bag.

Hospital trash cans contained many things, including used tissues, swabs, medications, leftover food, and even blood and saliva.

Ashton was such a noble person. When he had meals at home, if he saw some water stains on the tableware, he would leave the tableware and sk ip the meal. Then, he would fire the maid. Now it seemed like his brain was not functioning, and he started to rummage through the trash can in public.

His slender fingertips and the cuffs of his coat were stained with something blo ody and dirty.

Deborah felt a little nauseous looking at it, but Ashton still kept a calm expression, staring at the trash can and continuing to search.

After searching for a while, he couldn't find the um. He looked up at Deborah with a blank expression. "It doesn't seem to be there. Did you remember it wrong?"

Deborah leaned back against the door when Ashton kept leaning over to dig through the trash can. For the first time, Deborah looked down at him with downcast eyes.

"I didn't remember it wrong, but when I threw it away, I poured out the ashes. It's in the trash can. Why don't you pick out the ashes one piece by one piece?"