Chapter 2

What Jessie called punishing me was just ignoring me and refusing to divorce me.

Because she thought I was making a fuss and trying to get her attention.

Those days, I went back to my hometown. I cleaned my dad's old house and tidied up his vegetable garden.

I lived there, and watching the place where my dad lived, I was in deep thought.

His life was simple. He only had my mom and me, but we had always been happy and he loved me very much.

It was an accident that Jessie and I were together.

Jessie was the campus belle. She came from a well-off family, while my family was average. But I didn't feel inferior. Even though my mom was dead, my dad still loved me. Jessie was very beautiful, but I just liked her in my heart.

I even refused to be with her at first.

Our story was quite melodramatic. Jessie pursued me. At the beginning, I thought her so-called love for me was a prank, because she was the center of attention, so how could she like me?

But she still went her own way and showed her love to me in a high-profile manner.

Many boys who liked her were hostile to me. My time in college was not good. I even hated Jessie.

Those who mocked me not being good enough for Jessie would block me in the toilet.

They said I was ungrateful and didn't cherish Jessie, the campus belle, and they even sprinkled chalk dust into my cup.

I begged Jessie to stay away from me, but she asked me with a wronged look on her face, "I just like you. Why do you treat me like this?"

Beauty and tears were a woman's best weapons.

As she questioned me, those people started to picking on me even more. For a while, I even didn't dare to go back to college.

I returned to my hometown where I met my dad. It was then that I realized that he was in poor health.

I wanted to take him to see a doctor, but he disagreed, saying that he didn't want to be a burden to me.

Finally, he fainted in front of me, just as Jessie came all the away to me.

The moment she saw me, she asked me, "Alan, are you still unwilling to be with me? Don't you want your dad to be cured?"

I was shaken on the spot and knelt on the ground begging her to save my dad.

Jessie agreed and asked someone to contact the best hospital in Assyria city. Because we arrived in time, my dad's illness was under control, but he still needed to take medicine.

Jessie immediately promised to give him the best medicine.

I was grateful to Jessie. I forced myself to erase the unpleasant memories of college. I kept telling myself that she definitely didn't target me on purpose. She was just spoiled, which was why others picked on me.

After Jessie and I got together, those bad things never happened again.

So I gradually forgot those things about her.