Wrong Marriage and Sweet Love

As he tried to speak, the waiter just happened to bring up the piping hot porridge and set it in front of them.

He paused and did not continue.

After the waiter left, Joyce used a spoon to pick off the green onion sprinkled on the congee, picked up another bowl, served Justin a bowl of fish fillet congee and handed it to him, “Careful it’s hot, but it’s quite delicious. I’ve been here twice, it’s all fresh sea fish, it should be to your liking.”

Justin was instantly touched, his heart tumbling, his warm eyes slightly moist, she not only remembered his preferences, but also remembered that he could like the taste of green onions, but did not like to eat chopped green onions. He remembered the old days when she always cooked for him, and remembered how she sprinkled green onions for the taste, and then picked them out one by one, and finally gave him dishes that had the taste of green onions but no green onions.

He picked up a napkin and gently wiped the corners of his eyes, “Sorry, the heat smokes my eyes a little.”

Joyce didn’t care about his actions and served herself a bowl of porridge as well. She stirred the porridge with a spoon to dissipate the heat and asked, “Just now, what did you have to say?”

“Joyce, when I was in the rental, when I called the women up, I actually just pretended to have sex with them. I… I never touched them.” He explained. The matter had been weighing on his mind for a long time, and although it was hard for him, he had to explain it clearly, “I’m sorry for making you sad. I was just trying to be angry with you, trying to stimulate you. I just think that you don’t care enough about me, you don’t … love me …”

He finished in one breath, and by the end, could barely speak.

When it was finally finished, he felt relieved all over. Although he hated himself for the foolishness he had done, and in the dead of night, disliked himself for his dirty ways, he had wanted to explain to her countless times, but his high pride prevented him from saying anything. Today he finally said it all in front of her, and he felt incredibly relieved.Text property © Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org.

Joyce’s hand stirring the soup spoon paused and looked up at Justin.

His deep eyes were like a calm river without a ripple, as if it had been full of endless regret, and they were now looking at her sincerely.

“Actually, you don’t have to explain, I know it in my heart.”

Joyce said suddenly after half a second.

“I know, you were just putting on a show for me. It’s just that …” she took a deep breath, and it’s just that… Whether he was putting on a show or actually having sex with another woman, her heart was always hurt and she took all the pressure and suffocation during that painful time that left her breathless.

“Just what …” Justin asked cautiously.

“Nothing.” Joyce shook her head straight away, “It’s all in the past, no need to mention it again. I know you’re not that kind of person, you don’t need to explain anymore.” Forgiving didn’t mean a thing now, and she doesn’t want to dwell on the past anymore.

“Joyce.”

Justin suddenly reached out and gently covered the back of her hand, “I’m sorry. I just love you too much. Can you give me a chance to make up for all of this.”

Joyce silently withdrew her hand.

She was silent for a moment, “Justin, you are not a child either. You should be clear that there is a problem between you and me. It’s never about the things you just said.”

Justin suddenly raised his eyes and said with an unmistakable seriousness, “Joyce, I know what you mean. But don’t worry, this time things are definitely different. My father wants to see you tomorrow. Besides, I have just found out about the truth about my broken legs, and it has nothing to do with you. It’s all an internal fight within the Henderson family!”