My Alleged Husband

Chapter 1006: Chapter 891 The Nature of Lies

”I really don’t understand, Grandpa, what exactly are you thinking? Can you still not tell the difference between lies now? Let me explain it to you this way, even if I told you something out of a kind lie, a benevolent deception, but it’s still a lie, isn’t it? Regardless of your intentions, telling lies to others is still lying. It’s impossible for the nature to change the essence of a lie; it remains a lie regardless, why haven’t you understood the fundamental aspect of this truth by now? At this point, you continue to make excuses and defend yourself repeatedly, do you think it’s meaningful?”

As a man, the most important thing you should do is to bear the responsibilities towards your family that you ought to, and also to take responsibility and face the consequences of every action you’ve taken. You shouldn’t choose to push all responsibilities onto others. Others won’t continue to stand behind you time after time, nor will they keep shouldering the responsibilities for the mistakes you’ve made. Even now, you’re still stubbornly refusing to see sense, you still don’t know what you should do or how to do it. You’re still here being glib and discerning whether it’s a lie or not, you still don’t want to admit that everything you did was a lie. You still refuse to recognize that everything you did was wrong and caused harm to others, while you continue to believe your actions were correct without any change in your worldview. I don’t even want to argue with you anymore; it’s exhausting.

Dad, I truly think you should reflect more on whether your actions were wrong. You should also consider whether the actions of your father were wrong. Even now he refuses to acknowledge the number of wrongdoings he has committed or the lies he’s embraced; maybe for you people, lies aren’t lies at all. You simply don’t understand the immense harm a lie can inflict on a normal person; it can impact a person’s lifelong happiness.”

Zhang Yichen himself didn’t expect that his father would still refuse to admit it. Every action he took he never completed, yet now he realizes his father is completely different from what he imagined. His imagined father was a man of great stature, capable of courageously accepting any mistake he made. But the father standing before him now keeps avoiding matters repeatedly. He never considered shouldering responsibility. Is he really the father he imagined? Were his own actions really wrong? Should he really stop sheltering and indulging him time and again? Reflecting on the harm his actions have caused his wife, how does he feel inside? Does he feel no remorse? Every action he took was in hope that his family could be happy and safe. But why has everything turned into the outcome he least wanted to see?

He has already become numb and has no way to understand all of this; all of it tortures him. Each action he takes inflicts wounds on those around him, causing harm to every person close to him. Yet he continues to sit back and enjoy the benefits without feeling anything. How is his current state any different from his father? If his father is this kind of person, must he also live like this in this world? If living is about barely scraping by, then what is the purpose of him living here, what is the meaning? Time after time he chooses to accept harm from others, accepting others’ severe blows. Is that truly what he wants? Reflecting back on his actions over the years, were they really wrong? He never lied before, but faced with his father, every word he speaks are lies which he refuses to take responsibility for, continually making excuses, trying to justify himself. He is no longer the towering figure he once was; perhaps wandering outside all these years has caused him to forget all the masculine spirit deep within him.

”He is no longer the father I once saw in him; the father in my heart would never be like this. Avoiding responsibility, unwilling to face matters, repeatedly pushing all responsibility onto others - this kind of father isn’t my father, Dad, do you know? When you were hurt, I still stood resolutely by your side defending you, but now thinking about every word you said, I simply can’t believe those are words my father could say. You remain stubbornly going astray. You are just like my son said; you never admit your lies as lies, continuing to try to distinguish if they’re benevolent or malicious. You already ignore the fundamental nature of lies completely.”

Perhaps I should also reconsider if every decision I made was correct or wrong. I begged Grandpa desperately to forgive you, to let you return to this family. Of course, I had my own selfish desires; I did it merely for everyone’s dignity, everyone’s lives. But when you said those words, I felt so uncomfortable inside. I don’t understand the intention behind your actions; time after time you turn everything into what it is now. Everything you gain hurts each individual, do you realize how much this makes me despise you? I am not your child, and you are not my father. This kind of father suffocates me, leaving me with no way to hold my head high. To be someone strong, to admit mistakes and accept the consequences, you cannot. From the start until now, you’ve only thought about how to avoid the consequences of your errors, always thinking about pushing mistakes onto others. You never considered if this was appropriate; what you want is merely your so-called interest in your eyes, what you want is for everyone to forgive you, so that you can keep doing harm to others there. You’ve never cared about what others’ deep thoughts are, nor had any way to understand what consequences your actions bring to others. What you wished for is merely to cause harm time and time again; you hurt others but forget that one day you will be hurt by them as well!”