My Alleged Husband

Chapter 1767: Chapter 1561: Crying

After being deceived, all his innocence was gone, and after his kindness was mocked by others, he no longer remained sincere. He once thought your smile was the most beautiful thing, but later understood how ordinary he was in your world.

Old Master Zhang didn’t understand why his son said he was pushing all the responsibilities onto her. Was he really that kind of person?

He had never intended to treat her this way. These were mistakes his son had made, making it hard for him to accept time and time again. He had thought many times about how he could avoid making his son hold such great hostility and prejudice against him. Until now, he realized that deep down, his son had never truly wanted to come back to this home. Perhaps he returned time and again just to satisfy a flicker of hope deep within himself. She didn’t know what was truly more important to him—maybe it was just his so-called freedom!

Is freedom really that important? Can he abandon his life goals time and again for the sake of freedom? Can he put his family in danger again and again and treat them like toys, picking them up and discarding them at will? For the sake of freedom, everything became so difficult.

He truly didn’t understand what freedom was. Why would so many people abandon everything they once had for freedom? What he possessed was likely far more precious than freedom. If freedom was lost one could live in another way, but what if his family was gone? How could he live then? No one ever considered what the outcome of such an end might be. People constantly imposed all their pains onto others without ever considering what kind of choices should be made each time, what injuries and hardships they caused their family. Why did people always act so selfishly, himself included now having become numb to it all?

”I really can’t understand why you say I’m pushing all responsibilities onto you. Have you ever thought about how much your actions have left me disheartened? I don’t ask for much, you are my son. Just knowing you are happy and joyful is such a blessing and joy for me as a father, don’t you know? But you have never understood my sincerity; you always impose your own ideas onto me. You think that everything you do is right. But what about me? Does it mean that everything I do is wrong? Does every effort I make for your sake not even warrant your slightest acknowledgment?

If you still regard me as your father deep down, then please consider what this is all about. Where do your actions leave me, and what do you take every member of this family for? No one owes you anything, but everyone is tolerating you because of your mistakes!

There isn’t a single day you recognize your mistakes, always believing that everything you do is right. But have you ever considered whether what you do is truly right or wrong? Have you ever pondered how many inexcusable mistakes you have made time and again?

Sometimes, I genuinely can’t comprehend your thinking. I can hardly believe you are my child. How could my child do such things? Why would you treat me, your father, in this manner? Did I truly make a mistake? Or do you think that all this is trivial in your eyes?

Regardless of time and place, I hope that when you do things, you consider whether your actions will hurt your family. No matter what you do, you will always be my child. As your father, I should take responsibility for guiding you. However, I allowed you to make mistakes time and again and was not there for you when you needed me the most. This already shows my incompetence as a father. Although I heartlessly closed the door on you in the beginning, so many years have passed since. Why do you still cling to it in your heart and constantly hold on to it? Do you think holding onto it will make you happy? Sometimes silently, deep inside, I ponder: if one day, I as your father, were to leave and vanish forever, would you, as my son, be saddened by my departure? I hope for nothing more than your happiness, but when I see you hurting your family time and again, do you know how painful it is for me as your father and the head of the family? We are family, yet we harm each other.”

”Is it me who wishes to harm each other? What is the true intention behind everything I do? Deep down don’t you know? You are my father, have you ever felt how painful it is inside of me? I hope my family can be happy too, but nothing I do seems to make you all happy. You always think what I do is wrong, so why do you keep choosing to burden yourself with all the joy and pain? Shouldn’t you live happily and joyfully, too? What are you living so hard for? Isn’t it to see our family happy? Yet, everything I do seems to hurt your feelings. How could you be happy then? I really don’t know if my return to this family is right or wrong. Although I wish to be happy too, and to spend more time in this family, if you cannot find happiness, then my reason for coming back no longer exists!

Every action I take after coming back to this family is wrong. I have made everyone’s heart hurt. I don’t understand what meaning my actions have. What I have continually wanted only hurts you all. But me? Although I have been happy during this time, enduring your interrogations, even as if I were a criminal, I still feel joyful and satisfied. This is the kind of life I have never experienced all these years. I crave for this kind of life to stay forever, even if I am scolded every day, I can still smile happily!”

I have never believed in any tragedy, and I believe there will always be someone who makes us feel that what we do is all worth it!