The information came pouring at Dylan like a stream of water. He was wet all over with his own ignorance and unfaithful judgement!
He had claimed to love the poor girl but he didn't even dim it fit to walk to her and ask her about the situation before judging her!
He had made so many unamendable mistakes and he was at lost of what to do.
Mr Jones Walked toward his wife who was still busy sobbing on the ground.
" Honey... it's ok... let's go in. We need to go in now " he said and pulled up his vulnerable wife.
Mrs Jones wiped her tears and took a handkerchief on the dinning table which she wiped her face clean with.
" You should go in , i will come meet you later." She said to her husband with a very weak low voice.
" Why honey? Why can't we go together now?" He asked with worry
