Chapter 1655 A Declaration of Enduring Love
If she had known earlier that one day this photo would be used by Derek to go public, she would rather have never taken it.
"Fuck, if you're going to go public, can you at least give me a heads-up?"
To her, this was a shock.
Given the situation, she could only calm herself and muster the energy to read Derek's post: [We are in love. Although many people oppose us being together, and many are shocked by our relationship—yes, shocked—only I am not shocked.
Because I have clearly understood that I have liked Laura for two years.
The first time we met, my mother personally brought Laura to our home. My mother said the Jude family owed Laura a favor and asked my parents to take her in as a goddaughter. From then on, she became my godsister, who is only two months older than me.
At that time, I didn't think much of it. In my heart, I saw her as a peer of the opposite sex. I sympathized with her, having heard that she was set up and ended up pregnant, but Michael had someone else in his heart and didn't want to take responsibility.
Initially, we hardly spoke. It wasn't until later, when I occasionally accompanied my mother and Laura to a few parties, that I discovered Laura was an optimistic, beautiful, and kind girl. She never sought connections with the powerful nor flattered anyone. Laura always sat quietly in the corner, and I often saw others mocking her behind her back, but she never felt inferior.
In my world, I had never encountered such a girl, someone who came from a small place into the bustling city yet remained clear-headed, ungreedy, and without delusions.
I regret that such a girl was not cherished.
I also regret not meeting her earlier, not getting ahead of Michael.
We met too late, and I could only watch her silently from behind.
Later, to give her child a complete family, she married Michael.
I sincerely wished her well. Liking someone doesn't mean you have to be with them; seeing her happy also brought me comfort.
But after they got married, they often quarreled. I told Michael that she was a good girl and that if he didn't cherish her, I would pursue her myself.
Michael was so angry he almost beat me up.
But it didn't matter. As long as my provocation worked, making Michael realize he should care about Laura, it was worth it.
Their relationship improved a bit, but not for long. One night, Laura called me to investigate a foreign businessman. She said Michael had spent the entire night out discussing business with him, but she didn't quite believe it. After investigating, I found out that the foreign businessman had already left the country. I told her the results, and I felt their marriage was in trouble.
Sure enough, not long after, I saw her wandering the streets in despair, almost getting hit by a car. I pulled her back and saw her crying in despair. I then learned that Michael's first love had returned to the country. He often lied about having work at the company but was actually renting an apartment for his first love, hiring a maid, and spending most nights there.
Laura wanted a divorce, but Michael refused and even blamed her for causing trouble with his first love and not trusting him.
Michael even said that if they divorced, he wouldn't let Laura have the child. Laura, coming from a small place, couldn't compete with the Jude family for custody.
She cried a lot, saying she wanted a divorce but couldn't get one. She couldn't let Megan be the child's stepmother either, as Megan was malicious and would harm the child.
Everyone know what kind of person Megan is; she has already been sentenced to death.
Seeing Laura like this broke my heart.
So I asked my parents for help, to assist Laura in getting a divorce. Michael was just dragging it out, wanting a wife at home and a mistress outside. If this continued, Laura would eventually break down.
At the same time, I had my own selfish motives. Since Michael couldn't make Laura happy, I wanted to.
I knew she didn't love me, but it didn't matter. As long as I treated her well with all my heart, I believed that persistence would pay off.
Eventually, they divorced. To avoid Michael causing trouble for her, my family let Laura move into the Presidential Palace.
When Laura first got divorced, she was very insecure. She felt that as a woman, facing repeated failures in relationships, she might not deserve happiness and might not be good enough.
I encouraged and comforted her.
I sent her messages every day, sharing various jokes.
After work, I would walk with her and the child in the garden.
I brought her cakes and desserts from outside, saying they were gifts from friends that I didn't like and gave them to her.
I even feared that being too good to her would raise suspicion, so I pretended to be gay and even stirred up rumors of a same-sex relationship to lower her guard and make her see me as a close friend.
I pretended to be heartbroken, took her to amusement parks, watched fireworks on the Ferris wheel, spent Christmas and Christmas Eve with her.
I made sure she knew I was there for her on all lonely days.
When my mom introduced her to potential suitors, I deliberately spoke ill of them.
When she finally got used to and relied on me, I pretended to go on a date, making her unhappy and jealous. After making her uncomfortable, I confessed my feelings to her.
At first, she was shocked and angry, thinking it was absurd and couldn't accept my feelings. She was so scared that she took the child and ran back to Silverwood.
On New Year's Eve, I chased after her and confessed my feelings again. I swore to her, begged her to give me a chance, saying I didn't care if people criticized us or if it affected my career. I didn't care; I just wanted to be with her.
Eventually, she gave me a chance, though I knew her heart wasn't fully open to me.
Until the company sent her abroad, she wanted to go but was worried about the child. I encouraged her to go.
For those two months, we could only communicate by phone. I returned home on time every day after work to take care of her child.
That wasn't my child, but because I loved her, I was willing to treat her child as my own daughter.
I went from someone who didn't know how to hold a child to a man who could skillfully change diapers, bathe, and even sleep with a baby.
When she returned, she told me she was willing to have a serious relationship with me.
So now we are in love.
Before this, my family didn't know, no one knew. She was always worried, often anxious. She never said it, but I understood her unease. The fact that I'm the president's son put a lot of pressure on her.
She even thought that being divorced made her unworthy of me.
I just wanted to tell her not to put too much pressure on herself. I'm not as great as she thinks, and she is very important to me.
Whether she is divorced or has been married multiple times, she is the one I love.
I only regret appearing in her life too late. If she had met me earlier, I would never have let her become a divorced woman.
If others don't support us, it's okay. I'm willing to resign.
I just want to have a consensual relationship with Laura until she is willing to marry me.]
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