Chapter 89 Can't Stand Seeing Her Bullied
She felt a bit broken and wandered aimlessly.
James felt a twinge of sadness but didn't dwell on it. Suddenly, he pulled her into his arms, pressing her head against his chest, stroking her hair.
"Actually, I wasn't entirely acting just now," he consoled softly.
Jessica trembled in his embrace, his words hitting her hard.
She looked up, eyes blurred with tears. "I almost believed what you said, but we have to face reality."
James gazed at her with a sorrowful expression and wiped her tears gently. "Even if we're not together in the future, I can't stand seeing anyone bully you. No one can force you to do anything against your will, not even the Evans family."
Hearing his words, Jessica felt more uncomfortable. She pondered, 'If we won't be together, what right does he have to protect me? What right do I have to accept it?'
She thought, 'James is preparing to divorce me. Soon, we'll be strangers.'
Reflecting on this, Jessica cherished their last moments even more. Then she asked, "Can you come with me to see my mom?"
James couldn't refuse and drove her to the cemetery.
They bought a bouquet on the way. At the tombstone, Jessica squatted down to wipe off some dust.
James stood beside her, looking at the woman on the tombstone. She smiled gracefully, looking so much like Jessica.
"Mom, I brought James to see you," Jessica murmured, feeling sorry her mom was only now seeing her husband after two years of marriage.
James placed the flowers in front of the tombstone. "Mrs. Evans, hello," he said softly.
Seeing Jessica's mother made him think of his own, a distant memory. He could hardly remember her face.
Jessica stood in front of her mother's tombstone, eyes red. She sniffled, "James, even though we might get divorced soon, I wanted my mom to see you. She entrusted me to Mr. Kelly and probably wanted to see my husband too."
James stayed silent, he was indeed planning the divorce.
The issue couldn't be delayed any longer, cause Rose had developed depression.
But seeing Jessica so lonely, his guilt grew. He squatted down, hugged her, and said to the tombstone, "Mrs. Evans, I'll take good care of Jessica and won't let anyone bully her."
Jessica forced a smile. She looked at the tombstone and silently told her mom, 'This is the only man I've ever loved. If you can't bless our marriage, please bless him with happiness.'
As they left the cemetery, Jessica said, "Thanks for coming with me."
James shook his head. "I should have come earlier. We've been married for two years; we should have visited your mother before."
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