Cordelia’s head was tilted. A wash of indifference flashed across her pretty face.
“My decision is… I refuse to,” she said without any hesitation.
The answer was slightly out of Zephyr’s expectations, but he wanted to know what his wife was thinking.
“I grew up in an abnormal family.” Cordelia rested against him and said slowly, “Dad’s nothing more than a noun, mom’s never had a clear mind, and I had to take care of my younger brother. I also had to endure Joanne and Yelena’s bullying and insults. I honestly don’t know what the Jenners have brought me.
“This family has never given me warmth. There’s no need for me to contribute to the Jenners either.” Cordelia looked up at him. “I’m already your wife. I’m Mrs. Grist. I’m no longer related to the Jenners. Moreover, my dad’s intention in asking me to go back isn’t pure. I don’t want to be his chess piece.
“Darling…” Cordelia wrapped her arms around his waist. “I just want the two of us to enjoy our lives without thinking about anything else.”
Zephyr stroked her back. He could not fully empathize with her but understood the psychological trauma it would cause a child growing up in an abnormal family.
The Hamertons looked rich and dandy on the outside, but it was not exactly a normal family. It was even more twisted and dark.
Zephyr did not want Cordelia to be aggrieved, but she had to learn to dance with the wolves. It was the law of survival.
He sighed softly and told her, “Cordelia, I don’t actually think so.”
“What?”
“I can understand that you no longer want anything to do with the Jenners, but you can’t change the fact that you’re tied to them this whole life. It's a fact that you’re related by blood, and it won’t disappear just because you cut contact with them.”
Cordelia’s bright eyes dimmed abruptly.
“Have you thought about your mom?”
Cordelia bit her lips. Zephyr’s rough fingers stroked her cheek, his gaze deep and focused.
“You said that William Jenner forced himself on your mother back then, and that’s how you were born. It also caused your mom’s psychiatric condition, thus her admittance to the mental health hospital. This is because of William Jenner!
“But it’s been too long, and what your mom’s suffered can no longer be accounted for. You having the Jenners’ blood can’t be changed.
“What you can do now is to take back what you’re entitled to… You need to seek justice for your mom!”
Cordelia looked at him in a daze. She wore a complex expression with hints of surprise.
No one had ever told her these, and she had never thought about it. She had been living in her joy and sorrow all this while, forgetting what her mother had gone through.
Cordelia felt a heated pool in her eyes as she hid in his embrace. This had become her habit. Whenever she grew emotional, she would snuggle into his arms. The man’s warm and built chest was her best haven, giving her an immense sense of security.
She asked softly, “Honey, should I… fight against Yelena for the family assets?”
“That’s not the goal,” Zephyr answered faintly. “Your goal is to teach those who’ve hurt you a lesson.”
The girl was quiet for a bit. After that, she looked up at him determinedly and nodded. “Mm, I understand!”
Zephyr was stunned.
Despite that, the sparkle in Cordelia’s eyes told him that she knew what to do. He looked at her gently with approval. She was smart, clever, and tough. She had a soft but strong heart, resilient determination, and a kind but clear limit.
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