"Jane Quinlan has never been a worry for us since she was a child.
She was always good in school, took care of herself, knew how to wash clothes and cook, and always strived for better.
The only thing I’ve been slightly concerned about is that she doesn’t really make friends.
When she told us she had a boyfriend, her mother and I thought she was just pulling our leg.
But every time I called her, she would talk about her boyfriend with such excitement.
That’s when I felt that she was getting too invested in this.
I was really scared that the other person would hurt my daughter.
You haven’t been a parent, so you might not understand how much worry is mixed into a parent’s love for their child.
If you have a daughter in the future, you’ll understand how I feel right now.
Children are debts left by their parents from a previous life.
After meeting you, I finally understand why my girl fell for you so hard.
Kay, you are a good and excellent man, and I approve of you.
I hope that when you go back, you will get along well with each other.
Jane is the kind of person who never speaks up about her troubles, preferring to bear them silently on her own.
I hope... that you’ll stand by her side in the future and help her, allowing her to be a happy girl.
If she’s happy, her mother and I will be happy too."
After Mr. Quinlan finished speaking, Mrs. Quinlan nodded: "Right, what your uncle said is exactly what I wanted to say.
Jane... from now on, we entrust her to you, please take good care of my precious daughter."
Kay Forrest suddenly didn’t know how to respond.
He wasn’t really her boyfriend, and if her parents found out in the future, they would surely be disappointed.
"Uncle, Auntie..." As he was about to say something, Jane Quinlan opened the door from outside: "Mom, the dishes are washed. What are you doing? You look so serious."
Mrs. Quinlan stood up: "Now that you’re done, go do something else."
"The house is already clean; what more is there for me to do?"
She came forward with a smile, taking Kay Forrest’s hand: "It’s getting late, and we have to return to Anchester tomorrow. Let’s rest up early tonight.
Goodnight to you too, mom and dad, sweet dreams."
She pulled Kay toward the door and ran out. Mr. and Mrs. Quinlan smiled helplessly at their daughter’s eagerness.
Kay Forrest turned back and nodded to the elders: "Uncle, Auntie, goodnight."
Being forcibly dragged back to the room, he glared at her: "Was your childhood dream to be Popeye? I’ve honestly never met a woman with as much strength as you."
"What were you just about to tell my parents?" Jane Quinlan stared at him: "If I hadn’t used all my might to drag you out, you would have confessed, right?"
Kay Forrest rolled his eyes: "I was actually going to tell your parents that I will surely treat you well, love you dearly, and put their minds at ease in the future, but then you barged in."
Jane Quinlan was taken aback: "Really or not?"
"Why would I lie to you? I am a professional, after all. Since you hired me, naturally, I have to play my part well."
Jane Quinlan breathed a sigh of relief: "You just went silent for so long, it really frightened me."
"You’re an interesting woman, eavesdropping in your own house?"
"Who... who is eavesdropping? I just happened to finish washing the dishes and walked up to my parents’ door, accidentally overhearing your conversation."
Kay Forrest sat down on the bed, smiling smugly: "Excuses, excuses. Anyway, after tomorrow, this charade will come to an end, and I can’t wait to see what you’re going to do then."
Jane Quinlan, dissatisfied, also sat down beside him: "Stop being smug, it’s not like I won’t be able to find a boyfriend for the rest of my life.
Next time... when I find my true prince charming, I’ll just bring him home."
Kay Forrest raised an eyebrow, remembering what Mr. Quinlan had just said.
He turned his head to look at her: "Why did you and your boyfriend break up?"