Admitting that Lily Turner is the daughter-in-law of the Hols family is difficult, but abandoning this family is also very, very difficult. Alia Linton cannot lose this family no matter what.
If she could give up this family, she would have done so more than ten years ago. How could she possibly wait until now?
"Whether you admit it or not, she is already Easton’s wife. This is an unchangeable fact."
From the beginning when Alia Linton ntioned Easton Hols and Lily Turner’s situation, Fabian Hols never planned to cause any trouble. The reason he followed her to the family ho this afternoon was just to see his eldest son and daughter-in-law.
Alia Linton felt very frustrated and unwilling to let it go like this, but recalling Fabian’s words just now, she had to suppress her unwillingness deep in her heart.
"But that bratty girl is not worthy of our Easton at all. Who knows how many directors and big bosses she has slept with." Before giving up, Alia wanted to try once more. What if she succeeded?
"Can you not talk nonsense without any basis? Easton is not an ignorant child; he can distinguish good from bad people." Although Fabian hadn’t lived under the sa roof with Easton Hols over the years, he genuinely trusted his son. Maybe it’s because blood runs thicker than water.
Hearing this, Alia retorted without thinking, "Now he’s been bewitched by that brat; he can’t tell good people from bad anymore, just like..."
Just like you back then, being bewitched by that vile woman, unable to distinguish who truly loved you.
She almost blurted out those words but luckily held back in ti, or she would have angered him again.
"Others are not as bad as you think."
Although Alia stopped short of finishing her sentence, Fabian could tell she was still resentful about what happened back then.
Indeed, he made mistakes back then, but he has realized his errors, and he’s suffered the consequences over the years.
His eldest son doesn’t recognize him as his father, and his second son lost his mother at a young age. Both situations are because of him.
Hearing this, Alia glared displeased at Fabian, "What do you an by speaking like that? Is Easton ’others’? Did I say Easton was bad?"
Saying this, she raised her hand and gave him a slap, "Easton is our son, the biological son of the two of us."
When she said the last sentence, her tone was particularly heavy, as if she was sternly reminding him that the "others" he ntioned was their biological son.
"You don’t need to remind deliberately; I’m not senile."
How could Fabian not understand Alia’s aning? They’ve been married for over thirty years, and besides, her aning was so clear.
It’s just that she didn’t understand what he ant. The "others" he ntioned was himself, not their son.
Alia stared at Fabian for a while. Just when he thought she wouldn’t say anything more, she spoke with an implied aning, "I hope you can stay clear-headed like this."
After speaking, she turned and walked towards the bed. After taking a couple of steps, she stopped and looked back at him, "It’s late, don’t ss around anymore, go to sleep."
Looking at him, she turned back and continued toward the bed.
Don’t ss around anymore?
Who, after all, has been ssing around all along? Was it him?
Fabian frowned displeasedly at Alia’s back. Annoyed, he didn’t join her back on the bed but instead lay back down on the couch.
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