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Perhaps because she had no expectations, Enna Clark didnât feel disappointed when he said so.
It seemed to have always been the case since childhood. No matter what Jasmine Clark did, as long as she cried to Juliet Jordan, Juliet would always stand up and rebuke her indifferently. Then Jacob Clark would definitely give in, and in the end, it would be her fault.
Although she didnât feel disappointed, there was still something inside her that felt blocked, causing a twinge of pain.
She took a deep breath, suppressing the sour and bitter feelings in her chest. She said, âI know what the truth is. Dad, if you think Iâm overthinking things, then perhaps I am.â
Before Jacob Clark could respond, she continued, âBut I wonât meet Finn Smith, and I wonât associate myself with the Smith family.â
âIâm not trying to sell you; I just wanted you to meet Young Master Smith,â Jacob Clark said, a headache apparent in his tone. He softened his words in an attempt to reason with her empathetically.
âI donât know why Mayor Smith has been giving our company such a hard time lately. Enna, for the sake of the company and the family, please go meet him.â
For the company?
For the family?
Had he any idea what Finn Smith had done to her?
Ennaâs heart felt cold. She couldnât even muster the strength to pull the corners of her mouth into a smile. She looked at him without any expression, her fist tight. âIâm not going. Iâm already married.â
William Sullivan suddenly glanced at herâ
She was married? To whom? To Baron Lawrence?
Jacob Clark hadnât expected her to be so ignorant. Sheâd lied to trick him, even after heâd gone to such lengths to explain himself. His face darkened with anger: âYouâre married? To whom? The man in Bauhinia Garden?â
Without giving Enna a chance to explain, he brought his hand down with a thud on the table, causing the teacup on it to bounce with the impact.
Auntie Wren, who was nearby, looked worriedly at the stubborn Enna standing there. She wanted to step forward to intercede, but dared not interrupt at such a moment.
âI always thought you were different from your mother, a girl with self-respect and self-love. Even after what happened five years ago, I still believed you were just young and innocent. But now, youâve not only been living with a strange man, youâve even let yourself be kept for money!â
That his daughter, a Clark, had been kept for money â how could he ever show his face if this got out?
Ennaâs face grew noticeably paler. She raised her head and retorted for the first time, âIt takes two to make a clap. Even if my mother lacked self-love and self-respect, she couldnât have created me by herself!â
Her bright eyes stared into those of Jacob Clark. Disappointment, mockery, and a range of other emotions surfaced, eventually turning into a numbness devoid of hope. âI donât know whoâs been whispering in your ear, but though Iâve been living with a man, itâs not how you imagine. But it doesnât matter, because in your heart, my existence is only a disgrace,â she said.
This was why she had to make things clear with Baron Lawrence.
Having grown up in such a deformed environment, she didnât want Bobby to grow up in the same surroundings.
Jacob Clark stared back at her, unable to disguise his guilt, but he hardened his heart the very next second. Why should he feel guilty? He had already done his duty by raising her to adulthood instead of abandoning her at the orphanage.
Enna took a deep breath, scanned the people in the villa, and turned back to Jacob Clark. âNo matter what you think of me, I am grateful for your care. Rest assured, I wonât trouble you. I will leave Linton City immediately, so you donât have to worry about offending Mayor Smith.â
Jacob Clarkâs face eased a bit.
Pausing briefly, she continued in a blank expression, âBut before I leave, thereâs one more thing..â