Hearing this voice, everyone turned to look at the door. Edward sat in a wheelchair, his thigh in a cast. His hair had grayed considerably, and his face seemed to have aged with more wrinkles. He looked at Joey with guilt and remorse in his eyes.
Martin was the first to rush over and stop him. "Joey doesn't have a father like you. Go back and take care of your illegitimate daughter."
Facing his own son's accusations, Edward was not angry but instead pleaded in a low voice, "I just want to see Joey. It doesn't matter if she acknowledges me or not."
"To see if she's dead?" Martin retorted. "If it weren't for Scarlett, would she have suffered so much? If Joey wasn't smart this time, she and the baby would be shark food by now."
"Martin, I know I was wrong. I didn't expect Scarlett to do
