Chapter 702
Jessica was crying so much that she could barely catch her breath. âKenneth, I thought that Grandpa would finally feel our sincerity as long as I raised Darrell and managed the household well. Not to mention, you and Janice had already divorced. Still, heâs taking us as strangers after all these years.
âI think we should leave. Thereâs no place for us here.â
Although Janice hadnât said anything, Kenneth got mad from Jessicaâs provocation and helped Darrell up, blurting, âWhoâs leaving? Theyâre the ones who should leave!â
However, Kenneth regretted his words as soon as he finished speaking.
Knowing what kind of horrible life Janice had lived in the past, he had no intention of driving her out. He would even agree to her request if she wished to spend the rest of her life in the Miller residence.
Yet, he hadnât realized what he was saying in the heat of the moment.
Throwing out hurtful words was like plunging a knife into someoneâs heart. And even if the wound turned
into a scar, it would still hurt.
But regardless, Kenneth was used to it. Even though he sensed that he had put his foot into his mouth, he couldnât take back his words.
Quickly thinking of a solution, he thought of giving Janice some sort of compensation to make up for it.
Meanwhile, Harold was livid as he said, âAs long as Iâm still alive, you have no right to make the call in this house! This is Janiceâs place. Where are you asking her to go?â
âCalm down, Dad.â Janice remained calm and poured a glass of water for him. Casually, she mocked, âHe mustâve forgotten that Iâve cut ties with the Procters a long time ago.â
Her words served as a reality check for Kenneth as memories flooded his head.
After her suicide attempt, the Procters had wanted to take her away, but Janice insisted on staying. So then they asked her to choose between them and him, forcing Janice to leave with them. Yet, she
claimed that Kenneth was her world and that she couldnât live without him.
That was what broke her familyâs heart. Her father himself said that he didnât have a daughter like her and that she would be all by herself from now onward.
After they left, Janice had cried. And although Kenneth was impatient to leave, he softened up at her crying face. âMiller residence is your home,â he said.
He had promised Janice that, and yet he was driving her out right now.
The Procters had abandoned her, and there was no place for her in Miller residence.
The world was big enough, but she had still lost a home.
Complicated feelings churned within Kenneth. âI-â
âDonât feel guilty, Kenny. There will never be peace as long as people like us stay under the same roof. I
wished to host a nice birthday banquet for Dad, but I never expected that the peace couldnât be protected
even on a day like today. If thereâs someone that has to leave, I wish that it could be me.â Jessica
interrupted.
Kenneth grabbed Jessicaâs waist. âWhy are you leaving when youâre my wife?â
He then turned to look at Harold. âDad, Iâve been building up my career for so many years, and Iâve never
complained once. If this is my punishment, Iâm willing to accept it. But it is undeniable that Jessica is your
daughter-in-law. Since everyoneâs here, we might as well tell them who my wife is.â
Harold glared at him, furious. âAs I said, you have no right to make the call in this house!â
Darrell put on an innocent face. âGrandpa, we can understand that you have faith in Ethan. But heâs gone
now. Now that youâre not acknowledging me as your grandson, do you want to end the bloodline with me?