Chapter 1380
Mrs. Fay also felt Eugene had acted inappropriately, though she didn't see it as a character flaw. "Eugene likely
just got anxious and ended up making smistakes."
"It doesn't matter how rushed he feels. I'm not going to be with him," Lydia responded firmly. "I was drinking that
night, and something was added to my drink. Otherwise, things never would have gone as they did. | don't
intend to throw away my future over one night." She was resolute. No matter how much pressure her parents put
on her, she wasn't about to fall into that trap. Getting into this was easy, but getting out would be nearly
impossible. In addition, Eugene's habit of running to others with every issue, was just too immature. "Lydia, it's
your choice whether to marry him or not," Mrs. Fay assured her. "We wanted you to get to know him, but that
doesn't mean you're bound to marry him."
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To Lydia's surprise, her mother was firmly on her side. Her father, after finishing two cigarettes, echoed her
mother's sentiment. "Even if you never marry, we can support you, Lydia. We want you to be happy, and there
are many paths to happiness. Take the one that feels right to you."
Tears streamed down Lydia's face. She was so grateful to have such understanding parents who fully supported
her and respected her feelings without question. But at the stime, a part of her felt terrified.
If her parents hadn't been so open-minded and had fallen under Eugene's influence, they might be pressuring
her to marry him right now. She could just imagine the overwhelming push to tie the knot, and the thought alone
made her feel on the edge of breaking. "Thank you. You both have been so good to me," she managed, smiling
through the tears. She truly felt blessed to be their daughter.
"Just be clear with Eugene," Mrs. Fay gently advised. "He's a decent guy, but right now he's stuck on the idea of
being with you. Give him stime, and he might caround."
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As for the engagement gifts, they would return those later. They weren't interested in keeping them.
After hanging up, Lydia returned to her room, laughing and crying asz relief washed over her. She couldn't wait
to finally return to her family's company and help ease her parents’ workload.
Feeling her stomach rumble, Lydia decided to go downstairs for something to eat. She hadn't had much all day,
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But as soon as she stepped outside, there, under the streetlight, stood Quincy.
One minute it was Eugene, and now it was Quincy. It was as if the two had conspired to take turns showing up in
her life. Lydia chose to ignore him, walking past him without a glance.
"Lydia, are you still not willing to talk to me?" Quincy couldn't hold back and quickly caught up to her. "I've been
trying to reach you for days. Every message | send gets marked unread."
He had waited, growing more anxious with each passing day, feeling like he was sitting on hot coals. But Lydia
still kept him on her blocked list.
He knew her feelings couldn't have disappeared entirely. After all, that night, they had been genuinely happy
together.