Janetta shook her head and squeezed out a bitter smile, âIâm not saying this to make you sympathize me and be my charity. I just want to tell you that I donât want an unfaithful man and take my motherâs old path. Maybe, I have what they called a love phobia.â
Kentâs face changed slightly and his brows were furrowed. She just said that she would try to trust him and he had been making changes for her. How could it changed in an instant?
âThen you mean, you still donât want to be with me?â
âIf I donât, will you let me go?â
âNo,â Kent answered easily.
âThen your question was bullshit.â
âJanetta, you canât overlook the changes Iâve made for you.â Even if Alan Hoyle was laughing at him, the love prodigal began to cultivate his character.
âI know. Iâm not blind. So Iâm willing to try to trust you again.â
She remembered what Olive said to her: An unfaithful man before the wedding wasnât necessarily unfaithful to his family after marriage. And a man who followed the rules before marriage wasnât necessarily wouldnât cheat after marriage. Human had two sides.
Kent swore to sky, âThatâs it. Those who have done bad things are extremely valuable after changing.
Janetta, I promise you will be the only one in my eyes and heart from now on.â
Janetta still shook her head and wasnât that touched. âDonât say that too early and too full of yourself.
An oath is just a light words, and peopleâs hearts are easily changing. Back then, that man had vowed to grow old with my mother, but he betrayed her after a few years, even forcing my mother to a divorce with no bits of mercy. Until the day she died, she still kept the love letters that man gave to her when he pursued her. She had a basket of sweet talks and there were a lot of vows, but they were all lies and jokes in the end. I wonât love as selfless as my mother. So, Kent Bai, thereâs only one chance for my love. Before today, I donât want to care how many women you had, nor can I care. But, after today, I hope you can treat me wholeheartedly. And donât find any excuses for work or whatever, that was how that man lied to my mother. I donât like that. So, if you want to keep me by your side, donât let me catch you with other women, secretly and openly. Or, Iâll choose to leave.â
Kent held her hand and lightly kissed her lips. âI wonât give you a chance to leave.â
âYou also canât interfere with my work. I know youâre rich, enough for you to spend for a lifetime. And you also said several times that you want to take care of me, but thatâs not the reason for me to give up my job. Feelings are changeable and the world has too many temptations. I donât want to be like my mother when one day, when youâre tired of me and kicking me out, I donât even have the ability to support myself.â
It was a kind of sorrow for a woman to become a manâs accessory and couldnât live herself after her man left her. Love could be betrayed and beaten, but it couldnât be strong.
Kent stared at this woman seriously negotiating with him and staying with him. Since the start, she had planned for the worst to come. He really didnât know what to feel.
The shadow of oneâs youth could affect a personâs future, perhaps for a lifetime.
He hugged her tightly, âYou know? Weâre actually the same. The only difference is that itâs your father betrayed your family, but itâs my mother who betrayed my father and ran away with a rich man. At that time, I was only seven. My father and I begged her not to go, but she said that man could give her a jeweled life, living in a bungalow and villa, going out with luxury cars. Instead of being confined in a small alley, needing to fight to use the bathroom, worried someone would peep when taking a shower, and she had to prevent dirty water from splashing her. So, she preferred to be a mistress and refused to look back at me and my father. At the age of ten, my father died from alcohol. After that woman left, he fell into drinking habit. Every day after getting off work, he would drink to numb himself. Before this, he was a man who didnât drink, smoke, gambling, and waste all of his money on himself. He would cook and do laundry every day after he got off work. After he died, the relatives didnât take me in I had nowhere to go, but people always have to eat. I can be hungry, so I learned to steal, throw a fist, and to be reckless. All the children there were afraid of me, their parents all hated me. I was a thorn to their eyes, but I had no choice, I had to live. And that went on until I was fifteen. At that time, Dragon Gang was only a small gang. When they were fighting with other small gang, their boss was seriously injured.
He was pursued to be killed, and passed out in the alley. I saved him and hid him in the house, in that 20-square-meter houseâmy fatherâs only inheritance for me. I used my stolen money to buy medicine and gauze for him, taking care of him for three days. Just like that, I was taken to the Dragon Gang by him and became his adopted son. I didnât have to worry about starving every day anymore.â