Chapter 404 Video Call

"Jane, do you really buy all this? I mean, I've known Brad since he was a kid. I can't see him doing anything to hurt you. But come on, can you really trust something this big just based on what a few people say? Seeing isn't always believing, let alone just hearing about it. How reliable is that? Even if it's all true, you're still young, and two years isn't that long. You can wait it out. But who knows what might happen in that time?

"I watched Daniel grow up too, and I trusted him just as much as Brad. Yet, he ended up hurting you, the person I care about the most. And Emma, you know how much she loves you. She'd hurt you in a heartbeat for Daniel, despite your decades of friendship.

"Jane, I'm not saying this to make you paranoid, but to help you see people for who they really are. Brad's a good guy, but you never know what the future holds. People change. Money and power can be a huge temptation for someone ambitious, and you know that. You're my precious daughter. What we want is not your wealth and status, but your safety and happiness."

I stayed quiet for a long time, unable to respond.

Helen's long speech basically meant Brad might get tempted. If something unexpected happened, I'd be the one getting hurt. At that point, the only ones who would genuinely care for me would be my parents.

Helen's message was subtle, but I got it. She was asking if I could handle it if something unexpected happened. She was telling me that the truth must be seen with my own eyes, and anyone other than my parents could lie to me.

Helen meant well, and everything she said made sense. I understood.

But besides waiting, what else could I do? Since Jenny suddenly appeared, the only thing I could do and needed to do was to trust Brad. I never thought about what I would do if my trust was misplaced. It's not that I didn't dare to think about it, but he made me feel so secure that there was no need to.

This was largely due to my lack of experience and my overly simplistic thinking. More importantly, it was because I believed in Brad and my own heart.

But what if things really went south? What would I do?

No, no, it wouldn't happen.

Brad would never treat me that way.

If even Brad would treat me that way, would there be any man in this world I could trust?

No.

"Helen, I believe in Brad." I carefully asked my heart, and it firmly gave me the answer.

"Why do you believe?" Helen asked.

"My heart, I believe with my heart, Helen," I answered firmly.

Helen was quiet for a while, then let out a soft sigh. "Alright, if you believe in him, then I will too, because I believe in you. But if you're going to trust him, you need to be strong. In this digital age, rumors spread like wildfire. You have to ignore the noise, not believe everything you hear, and not let it get you down. Can you do that?"

"Thanks, Mom. I can do it."

"No need to thank me. Just remember, no matter what or who hurts you, tell me. I'll always have your back. The whole world can turn against you, but I won't. As long as I'm around, you'll always have a way out, got it?"

"Okay," I replied, my voice cracking.

One phone call, and Helen had me in tears. Then I heard Ronan's voice, "Helen, are we having tomato soup for breakfast? Didn't you put too little water?"

Helen's exclamation followed, "Oh no, the noodles turned into soup."

I laughed through my tears.

Ronan and Helen had loved each other all their lives, trusting and accommodating each other. Brad and I would be like that too.

I understood Helen's concern for me. She didn't doubt Brad, nor did she have any prejudice against the Pitt family because of Daniel and Emma's actions. She simply loved me and worried I would be hurt again.

I actually had stronger evidence to prove everything was true. If I showed Helen the video file, it would dispel her doubts. But I couldn't, and I didn't dare.

Because that fifteen-minute video file, apart from the beginning where the story was told normally, contained too many private moments that couldn't be shown to Helen as evidence.

I cried a lot, my eyes were red, and my face was a mess. I had to wash up and get myself together before leaving the bedroom.

Mia was already sitting at the dining table waiting for me. For some reason, Yancy wasn't there.

Mia said with concern, "Crying all night must have hurt your eyes. Drink more soup."

I sat down, picked up a spoon, and stirred the soup in the small bowl. The aroma was enticing. I took a spoonful, swallowed it, and felt very comfortable in my stomach.

"Delicious, Mia. Whoever marries you is really lucky," I said, squinting my eyes in happiness as I drank the soup.

"Enough about me. Tell me, what are you thinking? How do you plan to spend the next two years?"

"Eat, go to class, sleep, focus on my research, and keep myself looking beautiful," I swallowed what was in my mouth and thought for a moment. "Oh, and continue learning self-defense to improve my ability to protect myself, get my driver's license in two months, and make money whenever I have free time."

Mia looked at me speechlessly, with a confusing frenzy in her eyes. "Jane, I'm not joking with you. Sounds like you've got your life all figured out. But what about Brad? Are you planning to let him fend for himself?"

Of course not.

If I let him fend for himself, wouldn't all my efforts be in vain?

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