My Alleged Husband

Chapter 928: Chapter 832: Telling_6

Xia Jing was indeed different from those young ladies of wealthy families. If it were them, they’d likely hem and haw for half the day without managing to voice their thoughts. But Xia Jing wasn’t a young lady from a wealthy family; she was merely a mercenary. Therefore, when she spoke, there wasn’t the slightest bit of hesitation or shyness—she got straight to the point and admitted what she had done.

”Uncle, the reason I asked to meet you today is that I have something I need to tell you. It’s about Li Haixiao’s unexpected visit to you. I’m sorry, Uncle, this is all my fault for bringing trouble to you.” As Xia Jing spoke, she stood up and bowed deeply to Old Master Zhang.

If Old Master Zhang had harbored even the faintest hope before that this matter wasn’t something Xia Jing had done, that hope was extinguished the moment he heard Xia Jing say this herself. At that moment, he was certain in his heart that this matter was indeed Xia Jing’s doing.

”Is it really true that you did this?” Old Master Zhang still wanted confirmation, hoping perhaps that he had misheard. Unfortunately, the response would only disappoint him further.

”Uncle, I’m sorry. This matter truly was my doing.” Xia Jing once again bowed deeply to Old Master Zhang.

”Do you realize how much I wished this whole thing was just Li Haixiao spouting lies, and that it had nothing to do with you? That way, you could be with Zhentian with no burden hanging over you. But why? Why on earth did you decide to assassinate Li Jiayuan for no reason? Everyone knows that Li Haixiao is a petty, vindictive man, and his daughter is the apple of his eye. How could you be so thoughtless? How could you still expect to be with Zhentian after this?” Old Master Zhang heaved a heavy sigh as he spoke. If it had been back when he disapproved of Xia Jing and Zhang Zhentian’s relationship, he might not have felt any regret or disappointment over this. But now, just as he was beginning to gradually accept Xia Jing as his future daughter-in-law, she came to confess that she was a murderer...

”Uncle, I was wrong in this matter; I now understand that. Please, Uncle, forgive me,” Xia Jing pleaded as she knelt before Old Master Zhang, begging for his forgiveness. However, Old Master Zhang was renowned for his implacable nature—how could a few tears and an admission of guilt possibly sway him?

”There’s no need to say more. Since you’ve admitted it yourself, there’s nothing left to discuss. If you’ve done it, you must bear the consequences. From now on, I think it’s best that you stop seeing Zhentian. I imagine you wouldn’t want the whole world labeling Zhang Zhentian’s beloved as a murderer, would you?” Every word from Old Master Zhang cut straight to the heart, leaving Xia Jing speechless. Even though Old Master Zhang had so bluntly expressed his stance, Xia Jing was still unwilling to give up. She yearned for his forgiveness and desperately wanted to be with Zhang Zhentian. In her heart, Xia Jing understood that to be with Zhang Zhentian, she needed his father’s approval. More importantly, she didn’t want to walk through life with Zhang Zhentian under the shadow of public scorn, with people pointing fingers at them, calling her a murderer. She couldn’t let Zhang Zhentian bear that burden because of her.

”Uncle, I’m begging you, please forgive me. I really didn’t mean for this to happen, Uncle,” Xia Jing pleaded while kneeling and kowtowing repeatedly to Old Master Zhang. Blood started seeping from her forehead due to her relentless kowtowing, but she didn’t stop. Finally, unable to stand the sight anymore, Old Master Zhang told her to get up. Xia Jing swayed unsteadily as she stood, staring vacantly at Old Master Zhang.

”Uncle, have you forgiven me?” Xia Jing asked cautiously, her voice trembling, afraid to even hear the word ”no.”

Looking at Xia Jing in this state, a pang of pity stirred in Old Master Zhang’s heart. He asked her, ”Can you tell me—what made you decide to come to me and admit that you were behind this?”

”Uncle, to be honest, I truly want to be with your son, Zhentian, for the rest of my life. When I saw Zhentian and Li Jiayuan in the same room, can you imagine how I felt at that moment? The pain was so overwhelming that it nearly broke me. It hurt so much that I couldn’t breathe; all I wanted was to escape. Then I saw Li Jiayuan, completely unaffected, smiling brightly at me, and I—how could I accept that? How could I resign myself to letting the man I love so deeply be taken away from me? In that moment of fleeing, the thought of killing Li Jiayuan planted itself in my mind. That’s why I ordered my subordinates to assassinate her. By coming to you and confessing this, I’m only hoping to gain your forgiveness. I hope you can forgive me for this one mistake. I don’t want the hard-won goodwill I’ve built with you to crumble overnight because of this. Uncle, I just want to be with Zhentian. Please forgive me.” Xia Jing cried as she gazed tearfully at Old Master Zhang.