Chapter 237: Chapter 237

Dear Sweetheart Chapter 237 My Corset “Am I really that horrible, Dad?” Wyatt asked, displeased. “I am a man of my word. I’ll be good to Jessica, or do you dislike her?”

“That’s right. I dislike her. You two come from entirely different backgrounds!” Gerald exclaimed. “How can she benefit you when her family doesn’t own a business? You’re still too young and naive.”

“Both of her parents are professors. How is that a poor background?” Wyatt argued. He was tired of his father’s condescending tone. “Stop it with your condescending tone. Not everyone’s head is filled with money. Also, I own various businesses. Thus, I earn more than enough. If you’re still concerned, I’ll return my Lopez Group shares to you.”

“Wyatt Lopez! Watch your tone when you’re speaking with your father!” Gerald was fuming. He instantly extended his hand and slapped Wyatt hard. “I dare you to repeat what you said!

“Hubby!” Pamela cried out, shell-shocked. As soon as she realized what was happening, she grabbed Gerald’s arm and forced him to stop. “Wyatt didn’t mean any harm. You should take a seat and cool down.”

“He’s talking back to me for a woman. What else could it be other than him rebelling against me?” Gerald scolded. “He thinks he’s able to make money now and has grown a pair! He did not, however, consider what I had done over the years. Where would he be if it weren’t for the yearly few hundred thousand I’ve given him? What would become of him if I didn’t provide him with food, clothes, and a good education?”

The corner of Wyatt’s lips began to bleed slightly from the force of the slap. Jessica wanted to help him wipe the blood away. Yet, Wyatt stopped her.

Wyatt then used his hand to wipe away the blood before giving Gerald a rebellious glare. “Slapping me is a given since you’re my father. Here, if you think this isn’t enough, feel free to slap the left side of my face.”

Gerald was livid to the point where his chest heaved violently. “I don’t care if you want to play around, and I don’t care how long you plan to do that. But you better get married to the daughter of a business owner if you want to do so. Marrying other women is not an option!”

“I’m not marrying a business owner’s daughter. You can go ahead and marry one if you want to!” Wyatt countered.

“Wyatt!” Pamela scolded. “That’s enough. Apologize to your dad this instant!”

“He’s the one who looked down on others in the first place!”Wyatt argued.

“He’s the reason I despise getting married. Not everyone desires to abandon their entire life in exchange for money.”

“I see. You’re all grown up now, aren’t you?” said Gerald as he let out a bark of angry laughter. “If you think so badly of me, then let us cut ties. Do you think I lack a son like you?”

Wyatt sneered. “I should be the one asking you that question. Do you think I lack a father like you? If it weren’t for your sins, Mom wouldn’t have been kidnapped by those people and lost the twins!”

“Get lost!” Gerald roared, flipping the table over.

“Cool down, Hubby. Wyatt is still young,” Pamela said, hugging Gerald’s waist. She cast a quick glance at Jessica in the hopes that the latter would notice the signal. Thankfully, Jessica did, and she immediately hauled Wyatt out of the house.

The commotion from the house could still be heard when the pair left.

Wyatt’s expression was dark. He entered the car and drove without a word. Jessica, too, remained silent throughout the ride.

The car then came to a stop by a lake.

After getting out of the car, Jessica walked down some steps and found Wyatt lighting a cigarette by the railing. One of his hands was in front of the lighter, and soon, a cloud of white smoke engulfed his face.

Wyatt’s indeed handsome. I see why he’s able to charm that many ladies now.

“I’m sorry,” Jessica said as she hugged Wyatt from behind. Yet, there was no sense of remorse in her eyes. “I shouldn’t have followed you back home. These wouldn’t have happened then.”

“It’s not your fault,” Wyatt replied. With a tone filled with mockery, he continued, “That’s the type of person he is. Self-centered assh*le. Everyone he considers unworthy is automatically viewed negatively by him”

“I’m the reason for the argument, though,” Jessica insisted.

Wyatt turned around to hug Jessica, keeping her in his coat. “The argument was bound to happen. Even if it weren’t for you, there would’ve been another catalyst to start it. Now, give me a smile.”

Jessica stood on her tiptoes and kissed him.

Wyatt did not hesitate to place his hands behind Jessica’s head and kissed her with great technique. It was not long until Jessica was out of breath and had no choice but to lean toward Wyatt.

“Stop smoking. It’s bad for your lungs,” Jessica said as she pointed at the cigarette between Wyatt’s fingers, snatching it over in the process.

Wyatt pretended to be threatening. “How dare you snatch my things, huh?”

He took the opportunity to pull Jessica toward him again and kissed her hard. With a hand on her waist, he guided them to the bench. Despite the presence of others, Wyatt shamelessly drew Jessica and forced her to sit on his lap.

Jessica tried her best to break free from Wyatt’s grip but to no avail. Seeing the cheeky look on Wyatt’s face, Jessica knew he was not planning to let go anytime soon. Thus, she stopped struggling and simply allowed him to have his way.

The pair cuddled against each other while admiring the night view.

While stroking Wyatt’s hair, Jessica asked distractedly, “According to what you said earlier, you have siblings?”

Wyatt hummed in response as he laid his head on Jessica’s shoulder. “I was supposed to have younger siblings, but my dad used his relations and stole a big project from a company. That company’s CEO was enraged and found some people to kidnap my mom. She was expecting at that time when she was kidnapped and threatened. It was already too late when she was sent to the hospital. She suffered from a miscarriage and had some problems with her body. Since that incident, she lost her ability to get pregnant.”

“The business world is like a battlefield. Fights are inevitable,” Jessica noted. Sighing, she continued, “Still, they’ve crossed the line when they messed with someone else’s wife and children. It’s not fully your dad’s fault.”

Wyatt snorted. “He has committed too many sins. I’m worried you’ll get tainted by his wrongdoings by merely hearing them!

Sometimes, I can’t help but wonder if the karma from his sins is all happening to my mom.”

“Well, your dad is doing this so that you can live a better life. Don’t blame him.” Jessica pinched Wyatt’s ear as she said, “How could you, as a son, pick fights with your dad? Go back home tomorrow and apologize to him, all right?”

“No!” Wyatt protested.

“Wyatt Lopez, I dare you to repeat that!” Jessica raised her voice as she continued, “Are you going back or not?”

“Fine, I’ll go back,” Wyatt replied, burying his head in her chest, shamelessly taking advantage. “What bra are you wearing today? Why is it so hard?”

“You’re rubbing your head against my corset,” Jessica replied.

“That’s why I couldn’t feel the softness,” Wyatt complained. “Why are you wearing a corset out of the blue?”

“I like wearing corsets. Any problem with that?” Jessica spat, punching Wyatt repeatedly.

Wyatt cried out in pain, immediately stopping his complaints.

He then took the ring and presented it to Jessica once again. “Jessie, I’m not kidding. I can’t promise you anything, but I can guarantee that you’re the only person I want to spoil and adore when we’re together.

Jessica was slightly hesitant. However, her hesitance was soon drowned by her hatred.

“Okay,” she replied, holding her hand out.

The ring was placed on her long and slender ring finger. Under the light, the diamond glistened. Wyatt drew Jessica’s hand to him and kissed it several times before boldly kissing her again.

Wyatt’s voice was thick with lust as he suggested, “Let’s not go back tonight, okay?”

Hesitant, Jessica asked, “Is your place safe? I don’t want to get caught. It’s too embarrassing.”

“It’s safe, I promise. I’ve checked every nook and cranny thoroughly,” Wyatt replied. With that, he wasted no time as he ushered Jessica to his car, wanting to get back home and spend the night with her. But just as they got in his car, he received a call.

Wyatt’s expression soured after the call.

Pulling on his hair, he turned to Jessica. “Curtis is making a scene again. I have to head over to the club.”

“Go ahead. I can call a cab instead,” Jessica suggested.

“Not a chance,” Wyatt replied.

Wyatt then sent Jessica to her residential area. After hugging and kissing her, he said, “I wanted you to console me after that incident at my parent’s place, but now my hopes are shattered.”

“That’s enough. It’s time for you to leave,” Jessica said, pushing Wyatt away with reddened cheeks. “We can still do that the next time.”