My Alleged Husband-Chapter 850 - 796 Trust

"Dad, I don’t want to argue about who is right or wrong in this matter now, because I feel discussing such issues among us is meaningless. Like you said, we’ve become a family again and we’ve all returned to this family. Can’t we let go of our past prejudices and live together happily?" 𝚏𝕣𝐞𝗲𝐰𝕖𝐛𝐧𝕠𝕧𝚎𝚕.𝐜𝚘𝗺

"I know the things I’ve done in the past have really hurt and wronged you, but I have been punished. I’ve put aside all my dignity and pride to come to you asking for shelter—isn’t that sincerity enough?"

"What do I need to do for you to see my sincerity? Do you think I should kneel outside the house for three days and three nights, slowly begging for your forgiveness, before you can see that as my sincerity?"

"You are my father, I believe that deep down you also suffer seeing your son endure hardships over the years. But because of your own pride, you feel certain things cannot be so easily forgotten!"

"Regardless, I will always be your son. No matter how much conflict lies between us, that is an unchangeable fact. Even if time could be reversed, we would still be father and son, bound by blood—a bond that cannot be broken. My mother went through hardship to give birth to me, you worked hard to raise and provide for me, giving me a life without worries. I am truly grateful, but some things are not simply achieved by wanting to do them."

"I also hope that my father can occasionally look at things from my perspective, understanding my difficulties. Living is not easy for me either; everything I do is in the hope that we can all live happily. Why does no one understand my good intentions and always feels that everything I do is only to hurt you?"

"Is it because one thing I did once hurt you, that everything I do will always be seen as hurtful in your eyes? Why do you doubt me so much? Don’t we have even the most basic trust between us? You are my father, and I am your biological son. Why must our relationship come to such a state?"

At this moment, Old Master Zhang was at a loss for words.

He had just realized that his son could be so sharp. Why, when he forced him to leave the family, did he choose to remain silent? Did he, as a father, come across as truly unfeeling? If only he had humbled himself a little bit, spoken kindly to him, and pleaded not to force him out of the home, as a parent, he would never have driven him away. After all, he is a member of the family, a Zhang.

"I don’t want to quarrel about other things now. I don’t think it’s of any benefit to talk about them. All I want is for us to live together peacefully at home. You are my son, there is no doubt, and I know the hurt I caused you wasn’t small, it was a huge pain and a heavy blow. But the path you chose back then, do you regret it now, and want to blame me, your father, for it?"

"Let me tell you frankly, even if you want to blame me now for forcing you out of this home and making it so you could never return, let me make it clear to you, no matter what you say, it has no meaning to me. Because in your heart, you have already estranged me as your father, proclaiming your desire to make amends to everyone in this home. But no matter what you do, the choices you made cannot be blamed on me—I didn’t force you, nor did I hold a knife to your throat to make you leave!"

"Can’t you think carefully about why you made a mistake and what it was for? Why do you blame others for your mistakes? Should we all have to be blamed by you over and over again, letting you hurt us repeatedly?"

"Child, I am a father, your biological father, and whatever I do, I would never force my own child. But the things you said today have hurt me deeply. You should never doubt the earnest love I have for you in my heart as a father!"

"Dad, you know that’s not what I meant. I only say these things to seek a fair treatment. If deep down you never intended to reject me, then please tell me openly, what was your reason? Why did you turn me away when I came back home? Was it because you hated me for your own personal reasons, or because I’m your son?"

Old Master Zhang had not expected that after many years of struggle, he would finally have to confront this issue.

"Now that you insist on knowing, it doesn’t matter. I’ll tell you that it was not only because of your son but also because of myself. I didn’t want to see you because when you left this home, you didn’t regard me as your father. You never considered the pain your departure would cause me, you only cared about your own happiness, forgetting that you had an aging father at home who needed care.

Are you surprised by what I’ve said? But what I’ve told you is true. I never thought that one day we would come to this, nor did I think that forgiveness would come so easily, and I could let you back into this home. If it was up to me, I would never allow you to return. I kept turning you away, and deep down, you must hate me, right?

If you really hate me that much, then why pretend to care and love me? Who would really want to come back to look after me, to be by my side? Wouldn’t you rather wish for me to leave this world sooner so that you could come back and take charge?"