Chapter 987: Chapter 987

“Also, you know about Lauren’s situation. If I divorce, I’ll definitely send Sophia abroad. The farther, the better. I fear that Lauren will not be able to bear the separation from her mother, and it may worsen her condition.”

Rory nodded in understanding, realizing the dilemma Javier was facing.

“I asked you to find out Jasper’s whereabouts. Did you find him? Where has he gone?” Javier asked.

“Sorry, Mr. Javier. You know Mr. Jasper is quite skilled. If he doesn’t want anyone to find him, no one can,” Rory replied helplessly.

Javier didn’t say anything and dialed Jasper’s number on his phone.

After several attempts, Jasper finally answered.

“It’s so late. Do you have something important?”

“Jasper, I-”

“If this is about me returning for a project meeting, you don’t need to waste your breath. I won’t go.”

Jasper’s attitude was cold. There was no affection whatsoever in their exchange.

Javier pressed his lips and asked in a low voice, “Jasper, do you have time tomorrow? Come with me for a trip.”

“Where to?”

“To visit your mother.”

As soon as these words were spoken, Jasper fell into a chilling silence.

Despite the distance, Javier could sense the bone-chilling coldness emanating from his biological son.

“Are you joking with me? Did you hear what you just said?”

“I’m not joking, Jasper. I’m serious.”

Javier took a deep breath. Being the leader of the Beckett Group, he felt an inexplicable sense of guilt and shame for the first time.

“I know I haven’t done enough over the years. Even though your mother is no longer here, I haven’t fulfilled the duties of a husband. I haven’t paid my respects to her and haven’t accompanied her. I’ve done very poorly.”

“Very poorly?”

Jasper chuckled coldly. His voice was laced with resentment as he said, “With just two words, do you think you can erase the 23 years of debt and pain you caused my mother?

“Mr. Javier, do you think you deserve to stand before my mother? Forget it. She had me by her side every year. She’s doing well above. Don’t you go there and annoy her.”

“How can you say that? I’m her husband, the person she once loved the most!”

Javier’s cheeks burned with shame, but his pride wouldn’t allow his son to trample on him like this. He argued like a child, saying, “You have no idea how deep her feelings were for me. Why can’t I go see her?”

“Even if she once loved you, the moment she leaped from Seaview Manor’s balcony, she no longer does.” Jasper’s voice trembled with anger, and it sounded terrifyingly hoarse.

“Sometimes, I truly believe that her choosing to leave in such an she had stayed alive, she would need to endure your emotional abuse every day.

“She would need to watch you share a bed with other women while still playing the role of a dutiful wife.

That would feel even worse than death. Her love for you was her greatest source of pain.”

In an instant, the haunting image of Anne’s tragic death flashed through Javier’s mind.

He shivered all over, the phone nearly slipping from his hand. Rory, standing by, was alarmed but dared not interrupt their father-son conversation.

“I don’t know what kind of shock prompted you to make such a request suddenly, but I just want to tell you that you have no right to stand before my mother. Not now, not ever.”

After saying this, Jasper didn’t wait for Javier to respond and promptly hung up the phone.

Javier was covered in a cold sweat, feeling drained. The color was draining from his face.

“Mr. Javier? Mr. Javier? Are you okay?” Rory asked with concern.

“Get me a glass of warm water.” Javier had never felt so powerless and exhausted.