My Alleged Husband

Chapter 953: Chapter 846: Acknowledged Matters

Zhang Yichen knew that his son’s willingness to make such a concession was already not easy. After all, his son had never conceded before. This time, his son truly must have been anxious. Perhaps he was genuinely afraid that something unexpected might happen to his mother.

If it were anyone, they wouldn’t want anything bad to happen to their family. Even if the relationship with their family was strained, even if their family had no patience for them and hurt them again and again, they would still hope for their family members’ happiness and joy. After all, a family’s collective happiness is the truest happiness. If the family cannot be happy, what’s the point? What is everything one does truly for? Sometimes, even he cannot determine whether every choice he makes is right or wrong.

”Son, actually, I understand that saying these words today wasn’t easy for you, and I know you’re blaming me—blaming me for not taking better care of your mom. But some accidents weren’t something I wanted to happen. Do you think I didn’t want your mom to live a peaceful life? Do you think I didn’t want her to smile joyfully every day? Just seeing her radiant smile makes my heart feel lighter, makes me feel proud that I could make my wife happy through my actions.

But no one ever imagined things would evolve into what they are now. This outcome has gone far beyond our control, and I have no way to stop it from continuing. I’ve always wanted very little—just that my family could feel joy and happiness. Even if I had to endure a bit of hardship for it, I would still smile through it all. But do you understand how difficult my daily life has been? Who among you has ever truly felt what I’ve experienced?

All that I’ve done, what have I done it for? Have any of you thought about that? You always believe your own perspectives are correct, yet you neglect everything else. You think what you desire is perfect, but where does that leave me? What do you think of me? I am not just some money-making machine.

Sure, I care about money. But wanting money is only about ensuring my family can live better and with more ease. If you think my pursuit of money means ulterior motives, then you are gravely mistaken. I am not that kind of person. I just want to live a bit more peacefully, with a clear conscience. I want every member of this family to not have to suffer as much. I can bear all the pain and hardships myself, endure all these torments alone, just so my family can live safely and securely. But not a single one of you has ever understood my heartfelt sacrifices. How do you expect my heart to feel?

Son, you’ve often said that we need to put ourselves in others’ shoes. I hope you’d consider things from my perspective as a father. I also have my difficulties and unspoken distress. Do you truly think I want to live this way? I’ve only been forced into a corner; there is no path left for me to take!

Step by step, you’ve forced me into this state, which is not the result anyone wishes to see. Reflect upon yourself—this outcome, is it really what you all desired? Do you understand how exhausted I am? Who among you can truly comprehend the pain I experience every day? I juggle the company’s affairs, worry about each of your feelings, think about how to take care of your mom and manage the family. I am already stretched impossibly thin, yet none of you have ever tried to consider things from my perspective, to understand how tired and anguished I really am!”

Zhang Ni knew that during this period, his father was going through immense pain and fatigue. But as a junior, there were many things he truly could do nothing about. He couldn’t bear to see his mother suffering so much. He only wished his mother could return to her earlier days of laughter, that she could at least say a few normal words to him—that would already be the warmest, happiest thing. In the past, his mother always nagged him, but back then, he didn’t know how to consider her feelings. And now, seeing the state his mother was in, how could he not feel anything during those days away? He regretted everything he had done back then, regretted every word he had said to his mother, never accounting for her feelings, always resisting her. It was precisely this defiance that led him to the regretful state he was in now—everything felt like a vicious cycle of cause and effect.

”Dad, I understand what everything you’ve done has been for. I know you’ve sacrificed so much for this family. But there are certain things I hope you’ll consider from others’ perspectives. Do you really think what you’ve been doing today is right? Do you really believe that today’s actions are good for every person in this household? Mom is lying there now, lost in her madness, no longer herself. Yet you still prioritize handling company affairs. The money you’ve earned was supposed to ensure everyone in the family could live joyfully, easily, and comfortably, but every action you’ve taken has ultimately neglected the most crucial loyalty to your family—their companionship. Do you think a family can still be considered a family without even the most basic companionship?

I know all these years you’ve been hoping for Grandpa and Grandma to come back home. You’ve wished for this for so many years. Every time, you talk to yourself, murmuring your hope that they’d return—even knowing the pain they caused you. You still hope for their return, even if their return would mean they’d abandon you again without a second thought. You’d still do whatever it takes. Because you know you need family’s companionship, you need even a shred of care from your parents. But since that’s the case, why can’t you be considerate of Mom’s feelings? Doesn’t she also need love from her husband? Her parents have already moved abroad because of your marriage. What more do you expect of her? She can’t even meet her parents anymore, and yet you’ve only been concerned about your own parents, leaving her to become how she is now. Do you think you’ve done right by my grandparents?

Maybe what I’m saying to you today will seem ungrateful or even rebellious, but I have no choice. There are things I’ve been suppressing for a long, long time—I’ve never wanted to say them, and I certainly never wanted to say them here, in this context. But today, I truly cannot hold it in anymore!”