My Alleged Husband-Chapter 1021 - 893: Own Memories_2

"Dad, what are you thinking? How could I not come back? This is my home, and with you here, how could I not return? Wouldn’t you agree?" I said to my father with a smile, expressing my decision.

He seemed a bit incredulous, and hurriedly asked me, "Zhen, Zhentian, is what you’re saying true? Will you really come back after finding Xia Jing? You haven’t lied to Dad, have you?"

Looking at my father like this made me feel uncomfortable. I knew he was afraid of losing me, and he looked at me full of hope.

Seeing my father this way made me feel a bit helpless, and simultaneously a bit guilty and heartbroken.

I understood clearly how much worry my father has borne for me, how many tears he has shed, and how much suffering he has endured...

"Yes, I will definitely come back after finding Xia Jing. I won’t leave you!" I assured my father, "Trust in me, I will definitely return to this home; my family and my memories are here. I won’t leave."

Old Master Zhang, looking at my confidence, couldn’t say much more. He just said to me, "Zhentian, be careful on your journey, go early and come back early, and make sure to bring Xia Jing back for me, okay?"

"Okay, rest assured! I will definitely bring back your daughter-in-law," I said to my father passionately at the time. "I will go early and come back early. As soon as I find Xia Jing, I’ll return!"

Old Master Zhang told me, "Zhentian, Xia Jing is in the UK. That day, she came to the company to say goodbye, saying she was leaving. At the time, I asked her why, and she said you two quarreled, and you said many hurtful things. She said she had lost hope, so she decided to leave. Secondly, she wanted me to keep it a secret for her. That’s why I’ve never told you where Xia Jing went, and I’ve used other reasons to hold you back every time you wanted to find her. Zhentian, I’ve kept you from looking for Xia Jing all this time; do you hate Dad?"

My father looked at me, seeing my face turn sour, and finally, I held Old Master Zhang’s hand gently and said, "Dad, I don’t hate you. I know there is a reason why you did this. Since Xia Jing asked you to keep the secret for her, how could I blame you? You are my father after all."

Old Master Zhang felt gratified hearing what I had said to him.

"Dad, now that you’ve told me where Xia Jing is, does that mean you agree to let me go to the UK to find her?" I asked Old Master Zhang.

With things as they are now, what else could Old Master Zhang say? He could only agree with determination.

"Yes, you can go to the UK to look for Xia Jing, but don’t forget what you just said," Old Master Zhang reminded me, "You must remember to come back."

Emotionally, I embraced Old Master Zhang, leaning on his shoulder and whispered in his ear, "Dad, don’t worry. I will definitely come back. Take good care of yourself at home."

"I will. You must also take good care of yourself!" Old Master Zhang lightly patted my back.

I released Old Master Zhang and turned to leave the Zhang Family.

I knew he watched me leave without looking back, feeling indescribable bitterness. He thought to himself, "It seems that in Zhentian’s heart, Xia Jing is still the most important. The old sayings are true—they really forget their fathers once they have a wife! Oh, I hope Zhentian can really find Xia Jing this time and bring her back."

Old Master Zhang couldn’t help but sigh as he watched my departing figure, "Such a silly son. The UK is so big. Even Xia Jing didn’t tell me exactly where she would be staying in the UK, so how would he know where she is? It’s been so long and Xia Jing hasn’t even called once, I don’t know how she’s been doing in the UK."

Despite knowing how reluctant my father was, I left heartlessly, because my heart kept telling me I had to go find the woman in my heart.

While my father was still sighing at home, I had already bought the plane ticket, ready to embark on the "UK wife-searching journey." I turned off my phone, fully prepared, and as I sat on the plane, I suddenly realized I didn’t know which part of the UK Xia Jing was in. I took out my phone to call my dad to ask, and just as I reached for my phone, a flight attendant approached me.