My Alleged Husband

Chapter 1136: Chapter 996: Everyone Will Be Afraid

In fact, when everyone reaches this point in life, they will have things they fear, and with every step, they fear the hurt they’ve received before.

Perhaps everything everyone has seen is different, but ultimately they all reach the place they are meant to be. No one will stay unchanged in place, waiting for you, and no one will care for you naively like before. The only person you can rely on in this lifetime is yourself. If you place all your hopes on others, in the end, you will face the most painful outcome. No one will care for you foolishly like before, and no one will give up everything for you, including life.

Perhaps everyone once thought about giving up everything for the one they truly love deep down, even at all costs, but in the end, they realize that no matter how much they give, the other person will never care about their deepest thoughts. In his eyes, you mean nothing; he can abandon you over trivial matters or give up on you completely for unnecessary things. Everyone has their goals and paths to walk, and anyone will fear facing the hurt and torment they’ve dreaded most.

I can never forget the pain I’ve endured. I always thought that as long as I weathered the storms today, I could live happily, but in the end, I discovered that it was just my imagination. No one will patiently wait for you and always offer a firm shoulder. He will drag you down again and again. When I recall the words my parents said to me, I’m still filled with fear, especially on that day...

”Entitlement? Isn’t that the last thing that should come out of your mouth? Since I brought you into this world, I have the right to decide your life. You’ve never regarded me as your father, so why should I treat you as my son?” Zhang Zhentian asked.

Zhang Yichen really couldn’t understand whether his father had a problem with his brain or his thoughts. Such a simple question, yet he had to ask.

”I don’t know what goes on in your head, nor do I know if it’s a congenital issue or due to some later deficiency. I can’t understand—even though you brought me into this world—have you ever raised me? Have you ever spoken a word of warmth to me? Have you truly loved me? Have you never harmed me? Do you really see me as your son and not for some gain? Since none of these, do you think I don’t have the right to criticize my father? You should be a father, not an executioner. You should consider your son’s life from his perspective. But you haven’t done so even once. Every decision you make only hurts me again and again. Maybe for you, hurting me is normal, but do you know how much pain that causes me inside? You’ve never considered what kind of life I have to face, the blows and pains I have to endure because of your decisions. You’ve never thought about it. You’re always self-righteous, believing that every decision you make is best for everyone, but you don’t know what I truly want. Perhaps, in your eyes, my existence as your son is insignificant. But do you know, no matter how many times I recognized you as my father, I can’t change the fact that you are my biological father legally and genetically. I can only acknowledge that you are my father. So, please, don’t keep harming me with the identity of an executioner. My mother decided to leave me, so don’t tell me it has nothing to do with you because I won’t believe it. My mother would never make such a firm decision unless someone made her completely lose hope.”

”Is it true in your eyes that your mother is the only one? Can’t you live without your mother? Do you think only your mother loves you and I, as your father, do not? Do you know saying such things to your father causes immense hurt and pain? Have you ever considered how your father feels while you speak such words? And why should I consider you my son? You can never escape the fact that you are my son. Since that’s the case, why pretend to speak to me so warmly? Don’t you find it laughably absurd?”

Hearing his father’s words, Zhang Yichen felt even more pained. To think that in his father’s heart, every heartfelt word spoken by him was merely pretentious. It’s hard to believe such words came from his father, yet he must admit they did. But what could he do? Why use such words to hurt his fragile heart again? In his father’s eyes, is his existence as a son truly so trivial? Can he be hurt and used at will? In his father’s eyes, is his status as a son solely for gain? Can he be discarded repeatedly for gain? Why? Why be treated like this? Why does fate treat him so unfairly? Others have happy families, so why doesn’t he? Why do others receive parental love from an early age while he cannot? Why do others’ parents ask about them even when not around, but his parents never offered a word of warmth? Now they return only to chastise him?

”I really think fate is unjust, giving us all the same parents. Yet why do others’ parents stand by their child’s side and watch them grow, even through hardships? Why were mine unwilling to stay even a few more days during my early years? They had to abandon me early, leaving me to wander the world alone. If not my fault, how else would I have ended up like this? Others’ parents never let their kids endure any hardship, but where were mine when I was mistreated? Did they ever comfort me? Not even once, because I don’t even know where they are. They were never by my side, and I can only live with fantasies. I dream that one day, my parents will stand up for me when I’m bullied. But now I realize it’s all illusions, like a mirage in the desert. Why, I wonder, does fate give me such a father to suffer this torment? Now that I have my family, I can’t live happily. My mother left me, while my father treats me like a pawn. How can I accept this?”

Zhang Zhentian didn’t know how to answer his son’s questions. Yes, as a father, what right does he have to criticize his son? Despite making so many mistakes, did he really err this time?

”That was the day I questioned my father’s qualifications. He responded with such words that shattered my heart into pieces. I couldn’t believe he was my father, the one who brought me into this world. Why has he never spoken any warmth, only causing me harm? Is causing me pain his greatest joy in life, or am I just nothing to him, undeserving of being his son? Or is his biggest regret bringing me into this world, thus torturing me in such a way to break my heart...”