"Heh." Mother Rong gave a faint smile.
"Why should I forgive you? When you betrayed me, did you ever ask if I would agree? Rong Yaozong, do you really think that no matter what you do, I would forgive you? Do you again think that I can’t live without you, so I wouldn’t dare to do anything to you? Let me tell you, you can do anything that hurts me, but you cannot betray me, because your betrayal negates all the affection we’ve had for decades! If you don’t cherish the feelings between us, why should I cherish you!"
Father Rong’s expression was shaken, and his heart began to hurt.
He hastily defended himself, "I didn’t negate the affection we’ve had for decades; I just wanted to indulge myself for a moment, and that’s why I did something wrong. Huifang, you’re the only one in my heart. Please forgive me, will you? I won’t hurt you again."
Mother Rong took a deep breath, suppressing the sadness in her heart, and said with a cold, faint laugh, "Indulge? Do you know what that word means? It means you’ve been dissatisfied with me all along, always harboring the intention to hurt me. That’s why it’s indulgence, not a momentary lapse of judgment. Rong Yaozong, I always thought you treated me like a true wife and family member, but it turns out I was wrong all along. You probably have been dissatisfied with me for a long time, while I arrogantly thought I understood you best, that I was the person who understood you the most. Ha, now I know, I’ve been like a fool, treasuring you like a gem, while you don’t care for me at all!"
The last line was almost a roar from Mother Rong.
Her eyes grew sharp, and without looking back, she turned and walked upstairs.
Father Rong was stunned by her words.
He stood there dazed, the taste in his heart bitter and difficult to describe.
Suddenly, he realized that he seemed to have lost something important, as if he had destroyed something precious.
Could it be true, as Huifang had said, that he had always wanted to hurt her, betray her?
Did he ever truly love her? Father Rong was confused.
Perhaps, deep down, he did care about her, he did have affection for her, only his feelings were not as deep as hers...
Their argument had roused Rong Guangguo, who then found out his son had been keeping a mistress.
Rong Guangguo called him into the study, criticized him harshly, and then earnestly told him to treat his wedded wife well, or there would come a day of regret.
Father Rong looked at his father quizzically, sensing an undertone in his words, as if he was talking about himself.
After leaving Rong Guangguo’s study, Father Rong locked himself in his own study and thought for an entire day.
In his mind, he kept hearing what Huifang had said.
He had always viewed Huifang as a very reasonable woman, one not prone to quibble over trivial matters, always willing to compromise when she could.
But this time, she was serious, and she wouldn’t forgive him easily.
He had thought she was pushing her luck, being ungrateful.
After hearing what she said today, he realized that he had hurt her too deeply, and she couldn’t easily forgive.
It turned out that his actions had deeply hurt her and also damaged the affection between them.
The more Father Rong thought about it, the more upset he became, the more regret he felt.
Suddenly, he found Sun Shasha to be so superficial, completely incomparable to Huifang. And yet, for a woman who only loved money, he had hurt a wife who loved him deeply.
The remorse tore at his heart, making him feel unbearable pain.