Chapter 793: Chapter 793 Heading Straight to the Dark_1
If Nathaniel Summers hadn’t hidden his injury from Suzanne Saunders after being beaten up by those thugs, he wouldn’t have been ambiguously involved with Jade Carlson for the entire following year.
At that time, he hadn’t yet been hypnotized.
Although it’s true that his lower body was injured, if he had just followed the doctor’s orders and taken his medication, and waited patiently, he would have eventually healed.
But he was too hasty, and that’s why he was bewitched by Jade Carlson into receiving so-called psychotherapy.
Even if, stepping ten thousand steps back, he was hypnotized later on and couldn’t stay away from Jade Carlson, it wasn’t as though he was completely without reason. If only he could have taken the initiative to be frank with Suzanne Saunders and explained things clearly, he wouldn’t have reached the point of no return in the end.
Suzanne Saunders was busy with work and didn’t fully step into the role of a wife quickly enough—she was indeed at fault.
But marriage is not the affair of just one person, Nathaniel Summers also had an inescapable responsibility.
“When you chose Jade Carlson, did you think about how I felt? Did you consider what the consequences would be if it all came out? My guilt towards you is because you were hurt, and in the end, because of me. But you also hurt me. The moment you underwent so-called psychotherapy with Jade Carlson, you already put me in the most humiliating situation!”
She took a deep breath in silence, and said, “At least in that marriage, I never betrayed you.”
Whether it was her body or her emotions, she remained loyal to Nathaniel Summers throughout the marriage.
As for after she came back to life, and witnessed her husband and her assistant getting intimate on the couch, the injury and shock were heart-wrenching!
Nathaniel Summers might have had his reasons, but does a murderer get pardoned just for having a difficult backstory? No, they do not! He was wrong, and he cannot force her to admit to that deformed marriage of their past lives just because he had his reasons!
The pain she suffered would not be lessened by Nathaniel Summers’s reasons.
Hypnosis is a form of psychological suggestion, not brainwashing.
Purple Summers and Alexander Summers walked out one after the other.
Nathaniel Summers stood amidst the chaos, watching their retreating figures, his eyes already bloodshot.
Outside, servants peeked around the doorway, too scared to enter.
Nathaniel Summers exploded in anger, “What are you dithering for?! Come in and clean up!”
He looked at the overturned tables and chairs, the shattered crockery, and felt a tide of rage burn more intensely than ever, searing his insides!
“How could I expect her to change her mind?” Nathaniel Summers questioned himself in his heart, “I should have killed her! I should have killed them both!”
On the way back, Purple Summers remained silent the entire time as if weighed down by heavy thoughts.
Alexander Summers felt somewhat acidic and asked her, “Thinking about the past?”
“No,” Purple Summers replied, “I’m thinking about Dylan Summers.”
Alexander Summers dismissed it, “What’s there to think about him?”
“I didn’t pay much attention before, but now that I think about it, Dylan Summers and Nathaniel Summers seemed to always have a good relationship. One’s over fifty, and the other’s in his twenties. With such an age gap, where do they find common ground?” As Purple Summers thought more, she felt closer to a certain suspicion, “Also, that time when Nathaniel Summers went on a trip by himself, gone for months, the whole family was just worried Dylan Summers was nearly on the verge of reporting him missing.”
Alexander Summers reminded her, “Don’t forget, Dylan Summers also has a very subtle attitude towards his two daughters. Even if he favors boys over girls, in a situation with only two daughters, he should cherish them. But he doesn’t, it’s as if they don’t matter at all.”
As he spoke, he paused for a moment and mused, “Janelle Roberts is only a year or two older than Dylan Summers, living under the same roof and close in age, it wouldn’t be surprising if something happened. Maybe the old man’s sudden illness has something to do with them, too, committing murder to cover up their scandal…”
Any matter was turned dark and sinister once Alexander Summers extended upon it.
Purple Summers sighed, “Alright, it’s the holidays, let’s save some face.”