Spoiled By The President: My Wife Is A Little Sweet novel Chapter 341

Chapter 341 A House Divided

Jessica nodded.

"Grandpa, I've been married once, and with everything that's happened, I'm afraid..."

Wilhelm's face darkened right away.

"That's all in the past, so let it stay there. There's no need to have it weigh on your mind. That Bissel boy can let things go and doesn't care about those matters, so you don't even need to worry."

Jessica bit her lip and shook her head heavily.

"No, this is all my fault. If only I'd seen them for what they were in the beginning; if only I'd known earlier about Dad and Grandma, none of what happened afterwards would have happened. I might be back with the Kawn family now, but I know full well that my past can't be wiped away. I've already embarrassed you, Grandpa, so why would I go and hurt someone else? If the young master of the Bissel family did mind, that's great. But he doesn't, and since he's such a great person, I can't go and hurt him and have someone use me as a soft spot, saying he's gone and married a murderer's daughter. I can't do that!"

Jessica said, covering her face and sobbing.

Wilhelm's features contorted with rage. Tightening his face, he brought the atmosphere of the entire room down.

After a while, he said, furious, "Nonsense! What do you mean a murderer's daughter? You're only adopted! Your birth mother is a lady of the Brown family, with nothing to do with them Dawsons! So what do the sins of the Dawson family have to do with you?"

Probably because of his fluctuating emotions, Wilhelm got the words out halfway and started coughing heavily.

Jessica hurried to comfort him, passing him water and rubbing his back. It took a while for the old man to recover.

Jessica looked at him worryingly. "Are you all right, Grandpa? I'm sorry, it's my fault, I shouldn't have brought up those things..."

Wilhelm waved it off, his voice weak.

"I'm fine. Such a good girl. Don't worry. I'll resolve this for you. Those voices out there are just from ignorant people. Don't take them personally. I know that you've made enemies of the McCarthy daughter-in-law. That's why I wanted to marry you to Ontario. With the Bissel family at your back, even without me here, the McCarthy girl wouldn't dare tread on you. Also, I've transferred the 15% of the shares under your mother's name to you. You have to remember, no matter what Ontario says, you can't transfer them over to him. This is a sum of money for your own survival. You have to learn how to protect yourself. Don't trust others too easily."

He said, and coughed heavily twice. Jessica's tears were already flowing.

"Grandpa..."

"Jessica, I did your mother wrong. If I hadn't insisted that she separate from that man, you wouldn't have been stolen and wouldn't have lingered outside suffering for so many years. Your mother died in depression because of me. I only want you to live well, to make up for what I've done to your mother, and what I've done to you."

Jessica took his hand and sobbed quietly.

Meanwhile, outside the door.

Matthew Kawn listened to the conversation inside the room, his face dark.

He scoffed heavily, then turned to leave.

The Kawn family household was constructed out of three mansions lined next to each other. Wilhelm Kawn had one, while the first and second sons of the Kawn family each took another.

The moment Matthew left the door, he saw Tracy on Wilson's arm, both of them coming his way from a short distance away.