CHAPTER 1091 THOUGHTS NOT IN VAIN
Benjamin Robins scoffed in frustration. "Hmph. Rather than marrying a fine young lady like Sofia, he chooses to marry a poor girl. How can Shirley even begin to compare to Sofia?" he snapped.
He thought that Skyler Robins would live up to his expectations, but the reality fell short, leaving him disappointed.
"Grandpa, Mr. and Mrs. Robins, when it comes to matters of the heart, it's better not to force it." Sofia Green uttered in a tone of grievance, "I know that it was my fault for breaking up with Skye in the past."
"You were too young back then, and it wasn't the right decision at that time. Both his dad and I noticed Skye's affection for you. He loved you for so many years. Shirley's appearance is merely just a fleeting sense of novelty for him," Keysha Oliver analyzed arrogantly.
As Skyler listened to their conversation, he became even more furious, feeling that they were unyielding and stubborn.
"Listen!"
Raising his voice, Skyler declared, "I caused Shirley's disfigurement, and I will definitely marry her. Stop saying such words about her appearance in front of me again. Otherwise, don't blame me if I turn my back and not recognizing you!"
Everyone was taken aback for a moment, as they hadn't expected such a turn of events.
Sofia's grip on her phone tightened ever so slightly as she meekly asked, "Skye, actually... do you, deep down, feel guilty towards Shirley, which is why you want to marry her?"
"No, I don't!"
In a commanding tone, Skyler deliberately slowed his speech and emphasized, "That's it. I'm leaving."
Given the futility of convincing his family, he opted to remain silent, unwilling to waste any more words.
He abruptly stood up, preparing to make his way out of the living room.
Keysha became visibly anxious witnessing his intention to depart.
In sudden realization, she promptly halted him, exclaiming, "Hold on, if you have to leave, at least have a meal before you go."
Just a few steps into his departure, Skyler paused, perceiving his mother's unspoken message. 'If I insisted on marrying Shirley, she couldn't intervene, but at the very least, I should finish the additional meal peacefully before leaving.' Content from NôvelDr(a)ma.Org.
In order to appease his family and spare Shirley further trouble, Skyler reluctantly decided to stay.
However, he had no desire to engage in further conversation with them. "I'm tired. I'm going upstairs to rest," he stated, ending the discussion.
"This is absolutely unacceptable!"
Benjamin exclaimed indignantly, pointing angrily at Skyler's back and criticizing him.
Sofia, in a soothing tone, consoled Benjamin, "Grandpa, matters of the heart should never be forced. I don't blame Skye. The fault lies with me, it truly does..."
As she uttered those words, her voice trembled with a hint of huskiness and choked with emotion.
"Oh my, my dear, please don't cry. It breaks my heart to see you in sorrow." Keysha consoled. She quickly rose and sat beside Sofia, embracing her shoulders and holding her close. "Stop crying, my dear, stop crying. Ah, that mischievous Skye is truly exasperating."
Sob... Resting against Keysha's embrace, Sofia sobbed, tears streaming down her face. "It's all my fault for being too young back then. If... if, if I could turn back time, I wish to have a child with him and be happily together."
"Of course, I wish for nothing more than for you both to have a child," Keysha responded, her words trailing off as a scheme began to take shape in her thoughts.
She raised her gaze, meeting her husband's eyes, and at that moment, a silent understanding passed between them. Their thoughts resonated.
"My dear, it's not difficult for you to have a child with Skye," Keysha whispered, lowering her voice while looking at the staircase to ensure Skye was back in his room. She then proceeded, "I have an idea, I wonder if you would consider it."
"Hmm? What idea?" Sofia pretended innocence, holding onto her understanding while playing the fool.
She deliberately hinted at Keysha, nudging her in the right direction, but she didn't expect her to catch on so quickly.
Her thoughts were not in vain.