Every word from the psychiatrist tore Dad's heart apart. Suddenly, Dad began roaring wildly from the defendant's box. He finally understood.He had always believed that I, as the older brother, was mean and incapable of teaching Thomas well. He was always under the impression that Thomas was just a three-year-old child who knew nothing and was only being mischievous. But it turned out that everything I said was true! He realized that he had been helping a psychopath kill his own thoughtful, well-behaved son, who had always tried to protect the family.Just then, the door to the waiting room suddenly swung open. Thomas had slipped in while the court bailiffs weren't paying attention.He looked at the chaos in the courtroom, at Dad, whose head was covered in blood, and instead of being frightened, he clapped his hands in delight. "How interesting! How fun! There's blood on Daddy!"Staring at the smiling little demon in front of him, Dad suddenly stopped struggling. A burst of ast
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