Chapter 6
Justus still had that cold look on his face.
“Kenley, you have been away from home for so long, it’s time to stop causing trouble and come
back with us.”
“Santino came out after getting permission from the school. The homework should not be delayed for too long, so go back and give him some extra lessons.”
It has been half a year since we last met, but his appearance and demeanor have remained
unchanged.
Still so arrogant and self–centered, looking down on everyone, every word spoken in a
commanding tone.
He glanced at the simple and plain decoration of the homestay behind me, slightly furrowing his
brows.
“You left the Soto family so resolutely in the past, just to live in a place like this? After following me for so many years, you still haven’t made any progress.
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“As long as you come back with me now, I can pretend that the divorce never happened. If you feel bored staying at home and want to open a hotel to have some fun, I can also arrange for the best location and a team of designers for the interior decoration.”
This actually surprised me.
In the past, Justus would never allow me to have my own career.
“Your duty was to play the role of Mrs. Soto, to nurture Santino well, and to let Kiersten rest in
peace.”
“If you do these useless things, it will only distract you. The Soto family hasn’t fallen so low as to rely on women to go out and show their faces.”
I looked at him lightly.‘
“Mr. Soto, stop joking around. We had already signed the divorce agreement a long time ago, now we have no connection whatsoever. How can we pretend that it never happened?”
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“The Soto family was a prestigious and noble high society clan. I, on the other hand, was just a bastard. My status would only bring shame to all of you. In comparison, Ciara is more suitable for the position of Mrs. Soto, and Santino also likes her. So, please leave.”
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Upon hearing this, Justus furrowed his brows slightly and looked down at Santino.
“How did you promise me before leaving? Speak.”
Santino pursed his lips, stole a glance at me, and quickly averted his gaze.
Fingers stirred together, as if struggling.
After a long while, he finally pouted and quickly said,
“I shouldn’t have hurt you with scissors, nor should I have thrown darts at you, and I definitely
shouldn’t have called you a bastard. I, I’m sorry.”
Justus furrowed his brow even tighter.
“Who were you apologizing to? Tell me.”
Santino’s face immediately turned bright red, and he said in a muffled voice:
“Sorry, Mom, Mommy.”
After saying that, he quickly lowered his head, his ears turning red as if they were about to bleed.
Justus finally looked at me, his expression somewhat unnatural.
“Did you calm down?”
“Divorce can also lead to remarriage, and it just so happens that we haven’t had a wedding yet. We can take this opportunity to have a grand celebration, inviting all the high society celebrities. From now on, you will be my legitimate wife, Justus, and no one will ever look down on you again. Santino will also always call you ‘mom‘.”
“As for Ciara… I have already investigated the matter of the photos. I just saw her as a child, without any other thoughts. You don’t have to be jealous. From now on, I won’t use disciplinary measures on you anymore. Go home.”
I stared at Justus in shock, if I didn’t misunderstand, was he explaining to me?
When would Justus, who has always been decisive and economical with words, explain things to
others?
Rather than saying “cannot,” it is more accurate to say “disdainful.”
“Justus, your words may have had some relevance to the former Kenley Powell, but now I am Kenley Hamilton.”
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For me, you have already become the past, no matter what you say, I will not go with you.
This was probably the first time someone had rejected him, and Justus became angry and embarrassed.
“It seems that I gave you time to think, but instead it made you even more unruly, forgetting how to
be a virtuous wife.”
“Whether your last name is Powell or Hamilton, today you had to come back with me. Someone, please bring the lady onto the car.”
The bodyguard behind him stepped forward, about to raise his hand and pull me into the car.
A dozen or so black–clad individuals suddenly rushed out from the shadows and pinned the bodyguards to the ground.
I was pulled into a warm embrace and smelled the familiar scent of nicotine.
Wesley held me tightly and flicked the almost burnt cigarette towards Justus, mocking,
“Mr. Soto, you were shameless enough to rob married women on the street.”
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