“I can’t let my woman be treated unfairly,” Forrest retorted calmly. “By the way, we’re planning to hold a
wedding in two months. You can suggest some good venues to me if you have any.”
“Get lost.”
Mrs. Lynch could no longer tolerate it. She felt utterly horrible. Forrest was neglecting his mother after
getting a woman.
“That might be better.” Forrest thought about it for two seconds. He went downstairs and headed
toward the door.
“Stop right there. Where are you going?” Mr. Lynch called him furiously.
“I’m going to look for my wife.”
“Will you die if you don’t see her for a night?” Mr. Lynch almost spat blood.
“Aren’t you unable to leave my mom at night too?” Forrest left after saying that sentence.
Mrs. Lynch shook her head in despair. “Is that still my emotionless, cold son?”
“Yes, it’s him,” Freya reminded her very solemnly.
Mrs. Lynch glared at her. “Why didn’t you tell me earlier? If I had known about it, I would’ve kept a
closer eye on the birth certificates…”
“Mom, you can’t possibly truly mind that Jessica is in her second marriage, right?” Freya interrupted her
and asked with a sad gaze.
“Of course not.” Mrs. Lynch denied it right away.
“That’s fine, then.” Freya nodded. “You mustn’t disdain her. Ryan and Jessica are close to each other.
Although they aren’t biological siblings, their relationship is almost like they are. If you mind that
Jessica is in her second marriage, maybe Ryan will question what right our family has to dislike his
cousin for being in her second marriage when they don’t even dislike me for being in the same
situation. If so, my marriage might…”
She did not continue the rest of her sentence. She simply glanced at Mr. and Mrs. Lynch aggrievedly.
Mrs. Lynch’s heart sank. “Don’t worry. I just don’t like Jason and his wife. I think they failed to educate
their son.”
“Mom, Dad, I knew that you guys were openminded.” Freya hugged Mrs. Lynch’s arm with a smile.
“Don’t overthink it. Jessica is pretty nice. It’s just that she doesn’t talk much and doesn’t really know
how to express herself. Actually, Ryan told me a lot about her. She didn’t have it easy either. Born in a
family like the Snow family, she didn’t even have the right to pursue her happiness and could only get
married to a terminally ill man in a political marriage.”
“I know. I’m not that heartless.”
Mrs. Lynch sighed. She had met Jessica a few times before. Although that lady was a little cold, she
was polite.
Despite the grandeur of wealthy families, women in those families were destined not to be able to make
decisions about their marriage.
Mr. Lynch was speechless. His wife went softhearted too quickly. She should have held on for at least
one night.
Forrest went back to his place.
When he opened the door, he got a whiff of the smell of instant noodles. “Why did you come back…”
Jessica raised her head. Before she could finish speaking, the instant noodles in front of her were
taken away and thrown into the trash can by Forrest.
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