Chapter 1526 Console Himself
After leaving the banquet hall, Timothy led Johanna to the hotel's parking lot without a word.
It was not until he had driven the car out of the parking lot and warm sunlight streamed into the vehicle that he glanced at Johanna in the passenger seat. “Why didn't you say anything when they picked on you just now?”
“What they said was true,” Johanna said calmly. “My mother did marry your father for his wealth, hoping for a better life.”
Timothy pulled over at the side of the road, unbuckled his seatbelt, and turned to Johanna.
“What are you trying to say? After all these years, do you still think that marrying you was my way of getting back at your mother? Shouldn't you have refuted them? What if I was dragged somewhere to talk and wasn't there? Were you going to allow Aunt Louisa to give you a hard time?”
Johanna revealed, “A server bumped into me when I came out of the restroom and dirtied my dress. She was just a hotel server yet could fork out hundreds of thousands to compensate for it.”
Understanding promptly dawned upon Timothy. “Ysabelle was behind that? So, you deliberately stole her spotlight?”
“It's her wedding today. Aside from you, I don't know any of the other guests,” Johanna uttered nonchalantly. “Your ex-girlfriend and Ysabelle are best friends, so she must have shared everything with her.”
When she entered the banquet hall, she overheard Ysabelle complaining to Louisa about her lack of manners.
If Xylia had added fuel to the fire in front of Ysabelle and said that she ignored Timothy, Ysabelle would definitely be annoyed and come up with a way to mess with her while also helping her best friend vent her frustrations.
Seeing that Johanna retaliated, Timothy was finally relieved. He said, “They picked on me too, yet you never helped me.”
“You had quite the silver tongue, refuting two people with ease. Did you need my help?”
“Thus, you merely sat there and watched?” Timothy asked, clearly frustrated. He sat back down, fastened his seatbelt, and restarted the car.
Johanna turned to look at him. The man's face was taut with anger, his profile cold and hard.
After a moment of silence in the car, Johanna broke the silence. “I had no idea about the issues between you and your relatives. I was afraid to speak in case I made things worse.”
Timothy countered, “Then, couldn't you have proven to them that we were very much in love when they said that you're indifferent to me?”
Johanna pursed her lips and said nothing.
Timothy became even more upset, feeling that she might as well have kept her mouth shut. But after his anger subsided, he began to console himself.
She doesn't want to love me anymore in the first place. Hence, she has been avoiding me and treating me indifferently. I've got to coax her gently and help undo the damage so she'd continue loving me. If I were to get mad with her, wouldn't that be hastening our divorce? Wooing a wife is a task comparable to climbing a mountain.
After comforting himself, he took the initiative to explain, “My uncle died of an illness when he was one year old. When OId Mrs. Wenstein was pregnant with my mother, Old Mr. Wenstein had a mistress and never came home every night. She felt that he wouldn't have behaved in such a way if she were carrying a son. Therefore, she hated my mother. She only gave birth to my mother, but she never loved her since young. Whenever there was something to be distributed, she would give them to her other daughters but never my mother.”
His voice was indifferent, devoid of emotion. He continued, “She doesn't care for my mother. Neither does Old Mr. Wenstein. For the banquet back then, he initially wanted to bring Aunt Louisa. But at that time, she was dating the general manager of a jewelry company and didn't want to go. He needed to bring a daughter for his reputation's sake, so he brought my mother instead. It was at that very banquet that my father met my mother. He was smitten with her at first sight, and they hit it off right away...”
Seeing him pause, Johanna asked, “OId Mrs. Wenstein sabotaged things?”
“She disliked my mother since childhood, so she naturally wanted to save such a good son-in-law for her third daughter,” Timothy said with a sneer.
He elaborated, “She went to see my father, telling him that Old Mr. Wenstein didn't bring Aunt Louisa back then because she had something to do. She wanted to play matchmaker between Aunt Louisa and my father, but my father paid her no mind. She couldn't persuade my father, thus turning to pressuring my mother. She emphasized how my mother wasn't meant to attend the banquet, so the good fortune was meant for her sister. That aside, she threatened my mother by saying that the family wouldn't back her up if anything happened if she dared to marry my father.”
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