NovelEnglishChapter 702
Jessica was crying so much that she could barely catch her breath.
" Kenneth, I thought that Grandpa would finally feel our sincerity as long as I raised Darrell and managed the household well.
Not to mention, you and Janice had already divorced.
Still, he's taking us as strangers after all these years.
"I think we should leave.
There's no place for us here." Although Janice hadn't said anything, Kenneth got mad from Jessica's provocation and helped Darrell up, blurting, Who's leaving? They're the ones who should leave!" However, Kenneth regretted his words as soon as he finished speaking.
Knowing what kind of horrible life Janice had lived in the past, he had no intention of driving her out.
He would even agree to her request if she wished to spend the rest of her life in the Miller residence.
Yet, he hadn't realized what he was saying in the heat of the moment.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtThrowing out hurtful words was like plunging a knife into someone's heart.
And even if the wound turned into a scar, it would still hurt.
But regardless, Kenneth was used to it.
Even though he sensed that he had put his foot into his mouth, he couldn't take back his words.
Quickly thinking of a solution, he thought of giving Janice ssort of compensation to make up for it.
Meanwhile, Harold was livid as he said, "As long as I'm still alive, you have no right to make the call in this house! This is Janice's place.
Where are you asking her to go?" “Calm down, Dad." Janice remained calm and poured a glass of water for him.
Casually, she mocked, "He must've forgotten that I've cut ties with the Procters a long tago." Her words served as a reality check for Kenneth as memories flooded his head.
After her suicide attempt, the Procters had wanted to take her away, but Janice insisted on staying.
So then they asked her to choose between them and him, forcing Janice to leave with them.
Yet, she claimed that Kenneth was her world and that she couldn't live without him.
That was what broke her family's heart.
Her father himself said that he didn't have a daughter like her and that she would be all by herself from now onward.
After they left, Janice had cried.
And although Kenneth was impatient to leave, he softened up at her crying face.
"Miller residence is your home," he said.
He had promised Janice that, and yet he was driving her out right now.
The Procters had abandoned her, and there was no place for her in Miller residence.
The world was big enough, but she had still lost a home.
Complicated feelings churned within Kenneth.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm"I—" “Don't feel guilty, Kenny.
There will never be peace as long as people like us stay under the sroof.
I wished to host a nice birthday banquet for Dad, but I never expected that the peace couldn't be protected even on a day like today.
If there's someone that has to leave, I wish that it could be me." Jessica interrupted.
Kenneth grabbed Jessica's waist.
"Why are you leaving when you're my wife?" He then turned to look at Harold.
"Dad, I've been building up my career for so many years, and I've never complained once.
If this is my punishment, I'm willing to accept it.
But it is undeniable that Jessica is your daughter-in-law.
Since everyone's here, we might as well tell them who my wife is." Harold glared at him, furious.
"As I said, you have no right to make the call in this house!" Darrell put on an innocent face.
"Grandpa, we can understand that you have faith in Ethan.
But he's gone now.
Now that you're not acknowledgingas your grandson, do you want to end the bloodline with me?"
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