Chapter 842: Chapter 842 Christopher Simonson’s Accumulated Anger_1
“I’m finished eating,” Purple Summers stood up, completely ignoring Violet Nelson’s livid face, and smiled faintly as she glanced over everyone at the table, “Why is everyone looking so solemn? You should be happy, at least Edward Carter is saving you money, isn’t he? Hiring a top lawyer is very expensive.”
After finishing her speech, as if amused by her own unique humor, she cheerfully returned to her room alone.
The dining table was enveloped in silence.
People didn’t know whether to be shocked or angry.
Shock, there definitely was, because the whole affair was out of the ordinary.
Anger, there was at first, because they felt Edward Carter’s refusal of the lawyer they had selected, Rieste, was ungrateful, but now… it seemed there was no ground for anger anymore. After all, this was a matter for the Carter Family. Whether they wanted a top lawyer or a junior lawyer, the Simonson Family had no right to interfere.
But why Purple Summers? Why did it have to be her?
This was the question most puzzling everyone’s minds!
“At such a young age, what kind of lawsuit can she possibly handle? Going out is just going to embarrass our Simonson Family…” the old lady still couldn’t help but grumble.
“Mother! Have you had enough?!” Christopher Simonson suddenly exploded in anger.
As if he could no longer restrain the emotions he had suppressed for too long, he let them burst forth—
“She is my daughter! My daughter! She has half of my blood flowing in her veins! Why can’t you be a little bit tolerant? A little bit caring? You make me feel like all the decisions I’m making now are wrong!
I brought her back because I felt I owed her, but now I feel like I owe her even more! My daughter has turned eighteen! And I didn’t even know it, nobody did! There was no preparation at home, not even a tiny cake! No one gave her any best wishes!
Even though she saved my life, you still resent her, detest her, never respect her! Why?! Is it because you think my daughter is inherently inferior?!”
Christopher Simonson rose from his chair in a rage, took a deep breath, and said slowly, “It seems that my initial decision was correct, I really don’t deserve to be a parent. Being born as my child is truly unfortunate indeed!”
Christopher Simonson pulled back his chair and turned to leave.
“Nonsense!” Old Master Simonson became furious and scolded, “Is this how you treat your parents?!”
Christopher Simonson stopped, slowly turned around, and looked straight into Old Master Simonson’s eyes, “You are my parents, but have you ever considered that I’m a father too?”
He turned his head towards Violet Nelson, his face expressionless, “Violet, I’m sorry, but Uncle will only have one daughter, Purple Summers, and your marriage should not be used as a bargaining chip in trade.”
Violet Nelson’s lips turned pale.
Christopher Simonson turned and left the dining room. Caitlin Carter came to her senses and hurried after him. The silhouettes of the husband and wife disappeared one after the other around the corner, leaving a dead silence among the several people in the dining room.
“Christopher, I’m sorry… I really didn’t mean to forget Purple’s birthday.” Caitlin Carter caught up with Christopher Simonson on the stairs.
Caitlin Carter was in charge of the household, and without her say, even the housekeeper would not take matters into her own hands. Coincidentally, there had been too much happening recently, and Caitlin Carter was overwhelmed and indeed forgot Purple Summers’ birthday.
“I don’t blame you,” Christopher Simonson said with an unusually cold voice after venting his pent-up anger, “I’m blaming myself. I, too, forgot her birthday.”
“You had just been discharged from the hospital at that time; you didn’t even know when her birthday was…”
“But I didn’t ask, did I?” Christopher Simonson said expressionlessly, “Maybe she’s right. Talking about family affection with people like us is too extravagant.”
Caitlin Carter was puzzled, looking at him with bewilderment.
Christopher Simonson didn’t say anything more and turned to go back to his room.
Caitlin Carter hesitated on the stairs, bit her lip, and went to Purple Summers’ room.