Chapter 525 Car Accident
"Amelia, what exactly are your feelings towards Adam? If you're sure you can't like him, just make it clear to him. His family is well-off, and he's even better off personally. So many girls are after him, yet you don't seem to care about him."
Actually, this was what worries me the most.
In terms of wealth and status, he was the heir to the Price family and mostly interacted with the upper class.
Me, a girl from an ordinary family, and I was quite a bit older than him, I didn't deserve him at all.
I was very insecure about this.
Moreover, even someone like Ryan would betray feelings. Adam is so young and so good; how can I believe he would be devoted to me?
Life is too long, and the social environment is so chaotic. How many couples can support each other all the way to the end?
Although, in truth, my heart has long leaned towards Adam.
"You're thinking all sorts of nonsense again," Jane asked me discontentedly, turning her head.
"I feel unworthy of Adam and am afraid of experiencing the same hurt as before."
"Love is only about love, not about worthiness. Look at Mia, I used to think she and Benjamin would be together for life. Who would have thought that Benjamin, who was willing to risk his life for her, would betray her and have a child with someone else before Mia even found out? And look at Yancy, the future heir of the Regalia family, much better than Benjamin. You know how far Yancy went for Mia. So, as long as love is genuine, age and family background are not issues. I think Adam is great; you should give it a try."
I understood what Jane was saying.
During this time, I've secretly read many novels about older women and younger men in love, with mixed endings, mostly good.
But life was not a novel, and I was worried there won't be as many happy endings.
More importantly, if Adam and I really got together, Adam and Ryan were cousins, and I would definitely see Ryan a lot.
Once or twice was fine, but over time, people would talk.
By then, I wouldn't be living well, and Adam wouldn't be either.
And then there's Grace, who I heard moved into Ryan's house very forcefully.
For some reason, Ryan kicked her out, and they had a very ugly fallout.
Later, I heard Grace was pregnant and went to Ryan's parents' house.
Delphine, eager for a grandchild, took Grace in and announced that regardless of Ryan's attitude, Grace would be his wife.
Grace's success in entering the Price family was also due to the Anderson family's considerable assets, which could provide significant help to the Price family.
After all, birds of a feather flock together, and being well-matched in social status made sense.
Grace was particularly proud of this, but Ryan firmly refused to acknowledge her. Since she moved into the Price Manor, he hasn't even returned to his parents' house.
However, more than half a month ago, Ryan was in a bad mood and drank with friends. On his way home, he got into a car accident while driving drunk. His arms and legs were fine, but he mysteriously injured his reproductive organs.
The Price family was frantic, bringing in experts from all over the country to treat him. His life was not in danger, but he would never be able to have children, and whether he could have sex again was up to God.
In that case, the child in Grace's womb really became Ryan's only child.
His parents, therefore, treated Grace like a treasure.
When Ryan woke up and learned about his condition, he attempted suicide several times. His parents cried and begged on their knees, finally stopping him.
No matter how unwilling he was, he had to accept the reality, acknowledge Grace's status, and they got a marriage certificate, though he insisted on not having a wedding.
When I heard this news, I couldn't help but sigh.
The once arrogant Ryan ended up like this; it could only be said to be karma.
"That bastard Ryan must have gotten what he deserved," Jane and Mia said happily while eating snacks.
I swallowed my food and told them to be kind, only to be met with their glares.
In reality, I was even happier than they were.
I must be the unkind one.
But it was not my fault; it was his karma.
Adam was a very patient hunter. Despite my repeated rejections, he sensitively noticed my initial resistance gradually turning into acceptance and then getting used to him. He showed great tolerance for his involvement in my life.
He continued to be good to me in his own way, expressing his affection for me anytime and anywhere, without any concealment, taking joy in it.
As winter turned to spring, the ice in my heart melted like the snow outside.
In a certain place in my heart, there began to be a spot for Adam.
He took root in my heart in a subtle way and began to grow strong.
Until that day, after we had dinner together, he insisted on holding my hand. I couldn't avoid it, so I reluctantly accepted.
Holding hands was holding hands; his palm was quite warm.
Then, at the entrance of National Capital University, we ran into a few distinguished and beautiful ladies.
The most beautiful one among them circled around me several times as if she had discovered a new continent, almost making me lose my temper.
She said, "What a lovely girl, such looks, such a figure, eyes as clear as spring water, truly rare. I like her, I really do."
I blushed at the compliment and instinctively sought Adam's protection, only to see him smirking proudly, letting me be embarrassed.
It seemed Adam had a close relationship with the beautiful lady.
Another woman, who looked quite familiar, sneered, "Kids from ordinary families are all so materialistic. For people like us, it's better to be well-matched in social status."
The beautiful lady immediately disliked what she heard but still calmly said, "That's not true. In my opinion, as long as two people like each other, that's stronger than anything. Some people think they've married someone well-matched in status, but they can't even have a peaceful meal. It shows that being well-matched in status is just self-righteousness; only those who suffer know."
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