My Alleged Husband

Chapter 1598: Chapter 1392: Waste

The tears were wasted as she continued to tell herself not to push herself, even if the next time wouldn’t be easy. She smiled, not wanting to understand or speak, not wanting to hurt so much anymore.

Xiao Wei and the others don’t know about their sister’s situation yet. He thought he should be living happily now, but how could he have imagined that during this time, his sister experienced so many accidents, one after another, that she’s now erratic, unable to differentiate right from wrong, and even eating has become a huge struggle. If he knew, he would be deeply pained, as she’s the sister who has been with him through thick and thin for many years.

He’s always wanted to return to the country to accompany his sister and see how she’s doing now, but he’s always been held back by his wife; he couldn’t let his wife down, knowing her expectations of him.

In the past, he could live as he pleased without caring, but now he can’t, because he has his own family and responsibilities he should take up. He should change for his family, not be as reckless as before, doing everything he wanted. That kind of ending would only push his family further away. All he desires is for his family to always be by his side, which might be the most precious thing every person with a family wants!

”Are you coming to tell me now that it was my negligence that led to mom ending up like this? Even if I did have something going on, can’t I leave for just a little while? I admit that this incident was my oversight, my carelessness—I didn’t expect mom to change like this all of a sudden. Isn’t that also a kind of pain for me? I never thought there would be this one sentence: that I have to guard her at every moment in this way. If she were sober, she’d find this deeply painful, having never endured such pain. Now she’s left to silently bear all of this, and in the end, it’s something we’ve all brought upon her together.

Do you have your own matters to attend to? I know you care about your career and this family, but do I not care? She’s my biological mother, and I wish for her health and safety more than anyone else, but some things are beyond my control. Everything I’ve done has left me in pain, time and again, and no one has cared about my inner thoughts. What am I paying this price over and over again for? You haven’t told your uncle about this matter, have you, for fear he’d come back and question you?

If your elder sister knew that you wanted to kick grandmother out of the house because of mom, do you think your uncle would approve? Would he continue to trust you at heart?

Truthfully, no one knows better than you that you need your uncle’s trust, as he holds significant power. Even though he’s been out of the underworld for years, he still maintains contacts, and his network remains strong. You’re afraid to offend him and dare not personally expel your mother from the house because of him. Yet now you want to shift all the blame onto me. I won’t foolishly take the fall for all your sins.

As for my grandmother, I think you should communicate with them properly. Regardless of their motives for returning home, since they’ve chosen to come back, they should stay in peace and not cause more trouble. That would only harm everyone and benefit no one. Only when everyone is thoroughly hurt will they realize regret; no one will forgive him for every mistake he’s ever made easily. Everyone has their own duties, and he should bear the heavy price for his actions.

I’m not even sure if my mother’s condition now is related to him. Even if not directly, there are indirect ties. If it weren’t for their return, how could my mother have been neglected? All these years, how has mom treated you? Don’t you know deep down? You betrayed my mom’s trust, putting her in the most awkward position, leaving her without a way to get along with you, which led her into increasing isolation.”

”Even if you claim all these so-called issues originated solely with me, shouldn’t you reflect deeply within yourself to see if there are indeed no issues? She is your mother, merely my wife. Do I not have my own job and responsibilities? I should care for her, understand her, accompany her, not neglect her. But you, as her son, brought to life by her ten months of pregnancy, you can’t even manage to accompany your mother every day. How do you expect me to manage?

Do you not have to eat? Shouldn’t your grandfather be able to return home to enjoy some happiness? Shouldn’t our great-grandfather hope we all have our careers and thrive? Everyone’s expectations differ, just like my expectations for you—so long as you are happy, even if you accomplish nothing, I am happy and willing. I’d give you all the wealth so you could live your life carefree. Would you accept that?

No need to say; surely, you wouldn’t accept it, because such a life would be like a puppet’s life, always ridiculed by others as worthless. You wouldn’t want that life, let alone me. The pressure I’ve accepted is no less than yours, but why do you want me to undergo the pain I’ve once suffered again, to endure being constantly ridiculed? Am I a useless person? A person abandoned by their parents?

Can we each consider things from the other’s perspective? If you truly feel this burdensome, we could alternate shifts. When one is on duty watching over your mother, no matter what happens, they must not leave, even if the sky falls. If you can do that, I will accept your opinion without any complaint, standing watch here. But I can’t possibly be the one staying here every day while you go about your work, leaving my company and its employees without income. Should my company stop operating? Would my money just fall into my hands as if granted by fate from the sky?”

Constant giving, never considering how to mature, sweetness dovetailed with longing, the final outcome is just continued weakness!