Chapter 242: Chapter 242: Inner Thoughts
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âIf not for people pulling strings for you behind the scenes, how on earth would everything go so smoothly for you? Youâre not qualified to put on airs, woman.â
âYour petty cleverness canât even protect you. So, whatâs making you arrogant? What gives you the right to be willful? Itâs nothing but appeasement from our boss, pampering you, standing up for you, that you can swagger around in
Serene City.â
âYou, woman, are heartless and reckless. You are an ingrate!â
âYou regard yourself so highly, thinking the world owes you something. But have you ever done anything for others? So, on what grounds do you criticize our boss? What gives you the right to complain about him, to hate him?
âIn the end, itâs your father who is using our boss, climbing the social ladder. Yet, you think youâre so important. Donât think that our boss canât do without you. If he wants to, heâs not lacking for choices.â
âIf your father didnât come to our boss, asking him to marry you, our boss would have been glad not to get mixed up in such a murky business. He would have been happier and carefree!â
âEver thought of how much trouble youâve caused our boss? How much heart heâs given you? Even a dog knows its duty. But you have utterly no conscience!â
âWe donât need you to do anything for our boss. But at least act like a person when youâre around him.â
âDonât get full of yourself. In this lifetime, who doesnât harbor a secret sorrow? Who hasnât suffered some heartbreak? Who hasnât had a past they are reluctant to talk about, a scar buried deep within, a sense of helplessness, self-serving thoughts, a desire for a smooth and easy life, or a yearning for peace and tranquility? Who has had an easy life?â
âYou only care about your feelings, being selfish. When you feel uncomfortable, you want to make a fuss. You let your feelings dictate everything, completely ignoring others. You have no sense of proportion, and youâre so selfish. Itâs exasperating!â
âRegardless of whether you wanted to marry, whether you were willing or not, you have already married, made your choice. Thereâs no turning back now, so act like Mrs. Olivia Marshall, will you?â
âYouâre already 23. When will you grow up?
âLet me tell you this sincerely. Your father has schemed a good game for you. Hopefully, you wonât ruin it. In fact, itâs not that our boss isnât good enough for you. Itâs you who doesnât deserve him. He deserves a better woman.â
âMiss Bennet understands well, is compliant, never burdens our boss or argues with him. Our boss would be truly happy and content with such a woman. You really donât compare!â
Having sent out all the words he had been stewing over, Simon Howard felt slightly better.
Seeing all these things, Simon also had to stand up for the boss. He really thought this wife was a troublemaker!
She was the one who had got the boss into this mess. He just couldnât bear it any longer and had to condemn her from his moral high ground.
Simon sent a lot of messages, and Olivia Jenkins read them all.
She didnât reply to the messages, she just bought a bouquet of flowers and went to the cemetery to visit her father.
Oliviaâs eyes were still red and moist.
Her voice was hoarse, seemingly full of many uncertainties.
âDad, what is marriage?â
âCan feelings really be cultivated?â
âThe thing that you chose for me, is it a fairy-tale castle of happiness or a birdcage?â
âDo you think Iâm being willful?â
âSometimes, Iâm lost. I donât even know what the future holds.â âThe path you chose for me, must I really follow it to the end?â
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