Chapter 301

Mrs. Wright's voice, which was full of sympathy, suddenly said, "How on

earth do the Carsons treat her? Her face has been disfigured, and they

still let others malign her as a child bride! It's so ridiculous!"

"Don't you plan to turn Jenna away?" asked Brayden, looking at his

mother in surprise.

"What kind of person do you think I am? Jenna lives here now, and

she's part of my family. If Aldo dares to bring her home, he will be dead

meat! And Jenna would ask to come back if the Carsons were so nice

instead of treating her like that!"

Mrs. Wright got more and more incited as she talked about it, her well-

cared face being red with anger, "But it turns out that Jenna has never

mentioned the Carsons. What the hell does it mean? She doesn't want

to go back.”

As Mrs. Wright was talking with Brayden, there suddenly came a knock

at the door.

While a domestic went out of the kitchen and intended to open the

door, Mrs, Wright stopped her and said, "I got it, go do your thing."

Then she stepped out of the living room, walked through the yard, and

opened the door.

A tall man was standing who seemed to be in his thirties. He was

handsome, especially in his fireman uniform.

Mrs. Wright was no fool who recognized he was Aldo and snorted.

Talk of the devil and he will appear.

"Good morning, Mr. Carson, what are you doing in front of my humble

room?"

Aldo pursed his lips and said, "Mrs. Wright, does Jenna Shepherd live

here for some time?"

"Here is only my goddaughter Jenna. Do you know her?"

Mrs. Wright directly pointed out that Jenna was her goddaughter to

show her stand.

As expected, Aldo's face turned sullen with a bit of shock. He said in an

impatient tone, "Mrs. Wright, Jenna is a member of the Carsons. When

did she become your goddaughter?"

He gave the gifts in his hand to Mrs. Wright and said, "Let me see her,

please.”

Mrs. Wright subdued her anger and replied, "Mr. Carson, your family is

honorable, and I can't receive your gift without offering any help. It will

be appreciated if you take it back. Whether or not my daughter wants to

see you depends on her."

"l don't want to see him."

There came Jenna's soft voice from the living room as soon as Mrs.

Wright turned around.

Jenna stood in the doorway and heard them clearly.

In fact, she had hidden around the corner of the stairs when Mrs.

Wright talked with Brayden.

If she said she was not touched at all, she must lie.

It was out of her expectations that the Wrights actually accepted her

and treated her as family.

Although they had only met by chance, the Wrights were kind to her.

Above all, she was treated with the respect she deserved.

That was, they always asked her advice and listened to her before

whatever they did.

It was the real respect that not everyone could show to her.

"Jenna, come back with me..." Aldo shouted in the yard, "I have thought

much about it that I will never dislike you even if your face is disfigured.

I will treat you well as before. Do you still remember the happy time we

lived together? You can't leave me, can you?"

Each word seemed to touch Jenna's pain points fiercely, which made it

hard for her to stand the pangs.

However, the shocked face he got when he saw her face in front of the

restaurant had been engraved in her mind.

He must have hesitated about it for days as he just appeared now...

In his eyes, her appearance was much more important than her virtue,

wasn't it?

After all, if a master from the Carsons was accompanied by a disfigured

lady, he would definitely feel face-losing.

Jenna smiled with self-mockery.

Tears were running down her cheeks. Brayden next to her, who kept

silent all the way, felt a pang of heartache for Jenna.

He got a buzz in his brain getting suddenly peevish, strode out of the

living room, and came to Aldo.

Then he threw a punch at Aldo's face and snarled, "Shut your mouth

up! What a cheek you've got shouting here!"

"If you dare pester my sister again, I will beat you like this every time.

You bastard!"

The punch caught Aldo off guard.

But he was a fire department chief who was skilled in fighting.

As he recovered from himself, he immediately grappled with Brayden.

And Brayden was not bad because he always stayed with Franklin and

learned some, even though he was not as good as Franklin.

Jenna, who was wallowed in sadness, was shocked when she heard

the sound of fighting.

She hurried there and saw two men wrestling.

Mrs. Wright stood by but worried about her son. She shouted,

"Brayden! Stop! Mr. Carson! Let go!"

Two hot-blooded men did their utmost to fight with each other.

The sound soon drew the neighbors’ attention; some passers couldn't

help looking into it, stretching their necks.

Jenna gnashed her teeth and said, "Stop it! Stop it!"

Hearing her voice, Aldo just threw a look at her, but then he got a punch

from Brayden, flying off.

Jenna was in a pair of pink pajamas with a pair of pink slippers. She

tied her hair up so that her clear forehead was shown as well as half

her face, which was full of ugly scars.

When she lived in the Wright residence, she never had any need to

hide her scars. It was because there were neither subtle glances nor

looks of disgust.

The members of the Wright family treated her normally, which made

her feel equal and comfortable. She really liked it.

It was the first time that he had seen the ugly scars in such a direct

way. Last time, they were partially covered by her hair.

He goggled at the scars unbelievably.

They struggled and overlapped densely on her face, like swarming

ants. Her face, which used to be beautiful, was now ugly and disgusting

to death.

His mind went blank at the moment. He really wanted to do or say

something, but he failed. He merely wanted to ask why.

"Such an ugly woman doesn't deserve your love, does she?"

There was the voice of Mrs. Carson from the door. In a pair of high

heels with a limited edition bag in her hand, she strode towards Aldo

and helped him up, feeling bad for him.

"Mom? Why are you here?" Aldo looked at Mrs. Carson who appeared

suddenly in surprise.