My Scheming Little Devil

"Is a simple ’I’m sorry’ enough?"

Ye Yuan’s naive voice suddenly became agitated, his stare bore into him with hostility, and though his dark, bright eyes glistened with moist tears, he questioned loudly.

"When my mommy was humiliated and driven out of the house, where were you? When my sister and I were laughed at in school for not having a father, where were you? Where were you during these seven years when mommy worked countless night shifts, enduring hardship to raise us? Throughout these years, my mommy has had a hard life, deceived by people, insulted, never having a single good day. Since I was very young, I often saw her secretly crying in the covers, so sad."

Third Young Master Jun’s face turned ashen white, his heart in severe pain. He had always understood that these seven years had been tough for Ye Lu, but hearing it from this child’s resentful voice still filled his heart with immense sorrow and hatred.

Because of this child’s words, not one was wrong; he had never been present during those seven years of absence.

He had irresponsibly left two children in her care and departed without a hint of regret.

"Yuanyuan, stop talking..." Ye Lu’s voice choked up as she thought of the past sorrows, equally heartbroken.

"I think, I am glad my father is dead, otherwise I would never forgive him for abandoning us three, so irresponsibly."

Ye Yuan’s tears rolled down as he stared at him intently.

"So, you should know, you are not fit to be my father! I will never call you ’dad’! Because my dad is long gone."

With that, he bolted away.

"Yuanyuan..." Ye Lu called out anxiously, her heart tearing apart.

She hadn’t expected her son’s reaction to be so intense, completely unable to accept it, and even more, it made him hate Third Young Master Jun.

"Mommy, daddy, don’t be sad; I’ll go check on brother." Ye Yiyi, sensing the tense atmosphere, quickly jumped down and ran after her brother.

Ye Lu looked up helplessly at Third Young Master Jun, seeing him standing there like a statue, lonely and stiff, his handsome face pallid and bloodless, his eyes filled with deep pain.

She understood that Yuanyuan’s words just now had deeply hurt him, especially those final ones.

Yet, she could not blame Yuanyuan; he was a child steadfast in his ways.

His inability to forgive was not because Third Young Master Jun had not taken care of him, but because he was too heartbroken for her, his mother, unable to accept a father who had abandoned her for seven years, leaving her to endure so much hardship.

"Yuanyuan... it will certainly be difficult for him to accept right now, don’t take it to heart," she said. "With time, once he understands your good intentions, he will accept them."

Third Young Master Jun gave a bitter smile, "You don’t need to comfort me; this child has a strong character, as well as the courage to speak his mind. He’s been sensible since he was little, striving to learn, to strengthen himself, all to prevent you from suffering further. I am fortunate to have such a son, who has always been so concerned about you, staying by your side, otherwise your life would’ve been even harder these past seven years."

"He suffered a lot for me." Ye Lu thought of her son, how, to protect her and his sister, his hand bones were crushed and yet he refused to go abroad for treatment, all to stay and not leave her alone.

"So, what do I have to complain about? Every one of his accusations is correct; the fault is mine, a responsibility I cannot shirk. I owe you three, mother and children." 𝐟𝗿𝐞𝚎𝚠𝐞𝚋𝕟𝐨𝚟𝐞𝕝.𝕔𝕠𝚖

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An hour later, everything was ready once again, and Third Young Master Jun was about to leave for the most dangerous mission of this trip!

A storm poured down, the raging wind and rain came fiercely and violently, breaking branches and scattering leaves.

The tumultuous wind and rain swayed, heavily weighing on the hearts of those parting.